I Loved the Sun
It's starting to smell like the sun
Bright and warm
Condescending here
Walking through these halls
It was hell last time
Why not again?
The rays through the blinds
Are my sign to hide
Then suns coming out
Something is wrong
I miss the years
When I loved the sun
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