Sweet Thing
Confection caught between your teeth,
I wasn't good enough to eat.
You Spat me out after the taste,
was cloying to you and debased.
While I, there on the eaten side,
gave up my heart and soul and pride.
Tasted ,Wasted,and Defiled..........
What kind of beast consumes a child?
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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