When the sun dances high
Totally godsend
Burning my fucking eye
But it’s okay in the end
Block the rays with my arms
How my life is such a big bore
But failure brings me harm
How horrible of days I’ve had before
Block the rays with some shades
Because this poem does not even know
But only little does it fade
Wondering how horrible this day will go
Thinking about some random song
I give up, and keep strutting along
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