The summery breeze lies on my face.
You must go out and have fun or else you'd be a disgrace.
The dazzling luminary blinded my eyes to the core.
The brazen noise had shut down my ears, as I lie on the ridden floor.
Oh, how I hated the summer.
A feverish feeling had slithered up my spine, making my clothes give off an itchy feeling.
My body felt tender and the heat has clogged up my mind, as I gaze at the ceiling.
All the fuzzy sensation, is thus challenging.
The thing is, I can't really do anything against the passion of the summer, it's really saddening.
The gloriousness of the summer lies beyond my understanding.
But with the summer, come ravishing sunsets, that appear outstanding.
The days ally me longer and I wish it was night earlier.
Oh.
