Monday, November 24, 2014

The more the merrier

Though the sun rises each day
it rises in the same place
though the yellow shoots out of its rays
it comes up with the same face

If only the sun was there put its hands on me lying
saying, "It's okay,"
or, "It's not okay."
or, "you're dying."
If only the sun was there

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