When I was younger I used to pray
That my family would move out of the heats way
And my heart would be saved
From all the Sunrays
I wanted to leave before the summers got to me
And dried all the water left inside to see
And destroy everything I once believed
Because the desert was once a sea
Now left to be
Just the Suns relief
But I will never be the flower that grows by the trees
I only know the desert rat
That dwells inside of me
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
When I was younger I used to pray
That my family would move out of the heats way
And my heart would be saved
From all the Sunrays
I wanted to leave before the summers got to me
And dried all the water left inside to see
And destroy everything I once believed
Because the desert was once a sea
Now left to be
Just the Suns relief
But I will never be the flower that grows by the trees
I only know the desert rat
That dwells inside of me
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