Cotton Candy

I know he is feeling wanton
And there is others that he is wanting

Silence keeps me a prisoner here
Slowly I am starting to disappear

For now my heart feels like cotton
Once hard, then soft, now rotting

Sweet and sour candy
For the forgotten

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