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The heat is coming down Like a car playing chicken Except all you can do is stand there and get hit Over and over again Until it merges with your skin, your body It stays with you like a second skin Like some sort of sickness Water is your pain reliever Air conditioning is but a temporary cure Because as soon as you leave The heat is right outside Waiting for you.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
The Heat
The heat is coming down Like a car playing chicken Except all you can do is stand there and get hit Over and over again Until it merges with your skin, your body It stays with you like a second skin Like some sort of sickness Water is your pain reliever Air conditioning is but a temporary cure Because as soon as you leave The heat is right outside Waiting for you.
patrick-mccombs-1
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
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