A vendetta against the summer

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Sun glaring down

Boiling water in the oceans

And sweat running down my skin

Air burning my beaten lungs

And there is this ever lasting itch


People laughing outside

Balls hitting my head 

Partys and drinks making my throw up on the sidewalk

Going by bike and oh a car is hitting me

Dust floating in the air

I can't breath and the road is tearing my skin down


People laughing like sirens in the distance

And the water is so blue maybe it's the sky

Oh what a beautiful summer

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 06, 2023 ⏰

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