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It’s the sun that I’m frightened of Not beasts Or bullies Or other bad things The sun is the one thing that I am truly scared of Less than 10 minutes outside And I’m burnt to a crisp Looking out the window My eyes are forced to squint THe sun warms us all And lets plants grow But my albino self can't find the good In the flaming ball of fire that lets us live on this planet
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 2:41 PM UTC
The Sun
It’s the sun that I’m frightened of Not beasts Or bullies Or other bad things The sun is the one thing that I am truly scared of Less than 10 minutes outside And I’m burnt to a crisp Looking out the window My eyes are forced to squint THe sun warms us all And lets plants grow But my albino self can't find the good In the flaming ball of fire that lets us live on this planet
kd-rinzel
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 2:41 PM UTC
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