My love is like a bowl of free candy
Everyone wants a piece of my love
My sweet, sugar coated love
My available, easily accessible love
My abundant, overflowing love
People take my love
Some by a single piece
And some by the handful
But no one refills the bowl
People take, and take, and take my candy love
They suck, and chew, and spit out my love
But no one refills my bowl
My heart
So when my last piece is taken
And there is nothing left for me to give
They leave
They leave me with nothing
Not even a single Now and Later to suck myself
And who wants to hold an empty bowl
An empty heart

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