Mama said not to do it
To not give so much attention
Can turn against me
Risk it turning bad
Starts off sweet but overtime
Turns bitter
But I love it so much beforehand
I still love it when it goes sour
Process of spoiling is all I know
I think I do it on purpose
Curious to see if it would turn out differently
Even though I know better
Even though I was warned against it
I have an awkard way of preserving
I love the wrong way
To me there's nothing more satisfying
Than spoiling a woman
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