Sugar is...
Some say sugar makes me happy.
If I call you sugar it means you're sweet.
It means I like you.
You must be pretty special if I've ever called you sugar.
Just one taste of it and I'm set.
It doesn't take much.
It'll bring me up when I'm down.
Like a drug.
Like an addiction.
I hate to say it, but I'm addicted to sugar.
My sugar.
Any sugar.
It doesn't help my problems.
No, it doesn't even start to help.
It doesn't save me from the troubles lurking in the back of my mind...
Sugar.
It's just false hope.
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