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<title>confectionery contempt - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>confectionery contempt</b></p>
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<p>published: 4-28-2016</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>one of these days in the summer heat<br />
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your sweet sugar will rot my teeth<br />
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planting a seed inside my chest<br />
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and growing a candy cane forest</p>
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<p>the last I remember of you<br />
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your skin felt like peppermint stew<br />
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with a dash of cotton candy here and there<br />
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leaving finely spun strands everywhere</p>
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<p>every night for my dessert<br />
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you’d melt into me along with the hurt<br />
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like you dumped sour worms into my wounds<br />
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the chocolate bubbling on the stove will be ready soon</p>
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<p>your presence won’t disappear from this house<br />
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like the licorice stolen by that one mouse<br />
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sticky blue handprints left on the walls<br />
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elongating as my “lollipop” falls</p>
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