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Jul 2022
Sunrise is my best friend,
When I’m up till 4am,
Kindly trying to pretend,
I chose her to defend,
But in the end,
Solar flares can’t amend.

Bury my feet in wires,
Spray my hands with fire,
I’ll take the smoke higher,
Blame the flames, I’m not a crier.

I welcome the sunlight in,
It’ll brush against my chin,
Pulling my lips into a grin,
She knows when I’ll begin,
To start a riot with my kin,
But then again,
I will never win.

Bury my feet in wires,
Spray my hands with fire,
I’ll take the smoke higher,
Blame the flames, I’m not a crier.

Don’t you go,
I can’t bare to be alone,
In the evening I’m more prone,
To leave the house and roam,
On the streets, I hear his tone,
The moon knows I’m getting cold,
He’s urging to head on home,
No I won’t
No I won’t
No I won’t
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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