MW (September 14 / Dallas)

Going A Bit Too Far

Cookie by the small hand, a chocolate chip delight
I recall the way my smile had formed at every single bite
Icecream dripping, running down my tips
I remeber it clear the way it felt on my lips
Laughter comes nice and well with a slice of birthday cake
I recall the soft chewy-ness, the icing, it would make
hot dogs by the chlorine pool, with my yellow suit-
with my dimples forming in a smile, making me look cute
All are here, but only as memories of what I used to be
now im older,80 pounds, and only at 16

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