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[Tdurr]

The sun hates me,
So I stay in.
Or does it hate me,
For staying?
Waiting?
Hiding?
It pleads,
It tempts,
Come out.
Let me touch you.
I give in.
Its touch is soft
But dangerous.
I feel it overpowering,
But It won't let me run,
Won't let me leave.
It burns
It burns
It burns
The sun hates me,
So I stay in.