December 4, 2008
By Kaylee Wedgeworth, Mountain Home, AR

I will warm you,
I’m a free oven,
But don’t look at me,
Cause I’ll blind you.
You love me like an addiction,
Love to enjoy me,
Maybe a little too much,
Because what you don’t know,
Is I’m slowly killing you.
I can’t help it.
It's in my rays,
It’s a part of me,
What makes me, me.
I give life,
But I can slowly take it too.
Don’t hate me like a disease,
I’m your Sun.

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