A New Woman

sweet and sour sauce

It's just life.
People lie so much about love.
Saying it's something so great.
It's sweet... yeah of course.
Sour hurts and kills the person.
when i get no sweet it's a sauce i want away from my food.
All i am doing is giving you everything and i get nothing in return.
I give you mostly sweet.
The only reason why it can be sour is because of you.
Me and you both clash we're just two together the pressure cooker was bursting....
I can take no more am no donkey.
I ain't settling for second best and sweet and sour ain't my style anyway.


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