Turn sour in my mouth
Pinching at my tongue
Inside of my cheeks
Because that sickly sweetness
Reminds me too much of you
The one thing I haven't yet forgotten
That perfume you wore everyday
Caramel goodness
With hints of cigarette smoke
And undertones of a
Freshly ironed shirt
That's what I remember of you
Not your face, your voice
The way you looked at me
All of that has been forgotten
But this
It turns sweet toffees
Sour
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