Sugar Crystals

Light, Dense,

To my defense,

He was sweet like a sugar crystal.


Cut, Cubed,

Too Misconstrued,

He dissolved: Diametric.

Not consumed.

In my assymetric view,

The taste of Sugar Crystals is up to me;

Not to you.


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