SWEET VENDATTA (or INSULIN WOES): By NIMROD1975 for Chris Gal
the sweet taste of pain...
Oh Sugar be thy needle's name
Bleed me sweetly little Needle of mine
their is a place where honey drips
and candy lips are forbidden
if i remember how your sugar lips kissed mine
but then again I'll dive low Under 5.0 if you go
a sweet vendetta has come my way
she is the needle that cuts my way
i need her but does she need me?
my lazy life style lead me to her point
all the sweet things now are bitter to me
pleasure now is the safe life in counting blood for blood
and not enough time for a sugary heaven
the sweet taste of pain...
Oh Sugar be thy needle's name
Bleed me sweetly little Needle of mine
their is a place where honey drips
and candy lips are forbidden
if i remember how your sugar lips kissed mine
but then again I'll dive low Under 5.0 if you go
a sweet vendetta has come my way
she is the needle that cuts my way
i need her but does she need me?
my lazy life style lead me to her point
all the sweet things now are bitter to me
pleasure now is the safe life in counting blood for blood
and not enough time for a sugary heaven
Hah - just reading your poem there from last month - I usually wouldn't know what that feels like, but right now I can't touch anything with sugar in it because of my health woes; so I can sort of relate. Ugh.