Who's kidding?
The world kinda *****
a lot.
Pardon my melodrama,
but I feel justified
as the Greeks were famous for it.
And I'm straight up feeling like Apollo.
Because:
I've given up on the usual moan-and-groans
of a daily wake up routine.
The sun a peeled tangerine,
tasting so sweet and new,
and is too far away to really care
when things become navy blue.
I just want to radiate like that.
And I'm absolutely going to.
No matter how much the world ***** I'll keep ******* on that tangerine.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 11:37 AM UTC
Who's kidding?
The world kinda *****
a lot.
Pardon my melodrama,
but I feel justified
as the Greeks were famous for it.
And I'm straight up feeling like Apollo.
Because:
I've given up on the usual moan-and-groans
of a daily wake up routine.
The sun a peeled tangerine,
tasting so sweet and new,
and is too far away to really care
when things become navy blue.
I just want to radiate like that.
And I'm absolutely going to.
No matter how much the world ***** I'll keep ******* on that tangerine.
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