I am dying
the summer is not summer
it is winter in the heat
global warm me
someone ought to have warned me
that this summer isn't summer in summer
it's summer in hell
the flames lick the fat parts of my body
while the cool iced tea slides to the middle of my bones
i can't feel my marrow.
i can only feel my failure
my failure and my doom.
if only my death would come sooner.
i could meet my failure and
hop on it all the way
to the summer this is supposed to be.
10:47 pm - 24.06.04
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