The Sun

May 11, 2012
By ninjaunicorn BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
ninjaunicorn BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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She smiles down at me

A sick, sadistic smile

I can see that glimmer in her eye

She beats down on me

Hurting me with her violent rays

She finds happiness in this

Slightly burning my skin

The sick, sadistic sun

But soon, gentle fluffy clouds shield her from me

They enter her path of destruction

And end our fight

Later, she disappears from my view

Settling in the west

Off to hurt others

That she finds below her

I mustn’t worry about her

As of now she only reflects a beautiful moonlight

Which is much more peaceful

Than the sick, sadistic sun



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