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Jul 2014
I'm not the sun, shining sweetly in rays of warmth and light
I'm not the rain either, violently  pouring endlessly drenching in misery
I'm the earth after a rainy storm, when the sun breaks out and heats the ground
All at once
I'm the hissing steam, sizzling and
Confused so hot all at once, flustered and floating in the heat of your heartless love.
Hailey A Carlson
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