Berry love


Didn’t wait till I said start
He reached for my heart

I told him to be gentle
And he tore that shit apart

I’m the bulls eye he’s the dart
I swore I was smart

Should’ve known after he got what he wanted he’d depart

Fuck a berry love, it was sweet but far too tart.

Now all I’m left with is his essence
He’s ingrained into my art

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