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Bittersweet is the taste of moment we live in.
Out of our days, we seen lemon parade. 
We get happy but we know its a sour grapes.
It a sour face.

No shame in the pain.
We add sugar into everything. 
Sweet and nice, a great surprise.
Open your eyes, see us making lemonade. 

Lemon lime not today but we going be alright.
Cut the crap of the skin and let us be friends. 
I am in it to vent for minute.

I remember that feeling for while.
A wild one,i was for sure.
Loud outspoken, my words weren't clear.
Immediate reaction has my fears scared.

Goosebumps flare the flesh rare.
I'm all fizzled rocking to myself and the air.
I cant speak for words though I am hot bothered by your misinterpretation. 
I thought this person say let no one tempt to bring you down. 

Strange,lies have people be so ugly. 
I couldn't help them be grateful to the vines.
I Am only mix my moment to the list.


I wished i had more deliciousness tang.
I feel, its a yen yang thing.
When time brings us apart, some thing miraculous helds it back together. 
Life and death 
Darkness fight against light 
Rain or shine, we just might take covered .

Lemons never ripe..
Lemon is just lemon, sugar and water. 
All it taste was sour and was ours. 
Hours we spent the sayings.
Instead of saving , breath over our attitude.

Nothing stir in as substitute. 
We drank it to our own constitute  .
Ending the brawl for no destitute.