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Sun Covered Earth

to a dying or drying cactus,the sun is the answer.but the sun gave me cancer.ode to god,im not even as imporatnt as a dry plant who kills from the sod.my body aches and patches spread across my face.i got nothing to do and im concluded.have you ever seen the soothing side,of the daytime sky?neither have i.i have sinned,great humanity,come again so i can live.but i doubt the angels hear and my skins point to me have never been so clear.i have years,maybe.enough time to raise my baby?i dont know but here i go.the sun shows me deadly mix of intoxicants.what do you get?a sun split between two people is evil.a sun set on high makes a wish that i would die.god,where are the eyes of yours,when the devil pours his horns on the earth?for whats its worth i could love,but the sun above isnt thinking of me,he thinks of the leaves.mother nature and her hate.run from her before its too late.the gate to hell is open,and the leaves fall from trees,just like me.

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