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Created on: July 19, 2010
I hate the
sun
these early Sunday
mornings when it peers
through the barrier of my
curtains
that try to protect
me from the party
the night before
I know I'm trapped
inside for my own
protection from the
daylight that burns my
soul, still afraid to lose
the innocence of youth,
anfd forge the path to
being an adult.
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