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If we were like the four seasons.
Are we in summer already?
I'm confused.
Am I doing to much? I should take my time right?
I should give some space.
Even if we hate icings, we should slowly eat our cake.
Even if this cake drips hot chocolate,
I should only have a bite a day?
Oh stop this!
You doing it again and we don't like this.
Letting your bloodlust muscle lead, when you got us.
Crowning your bloodlust muscle king on this alliance table.
You should be grateful.
Where's your loyalty? You should be faithful.
Where's your royalty? You should be...
But what about SPRING?
Shut up! Spring's done and dusted.
Lingering feelings faded.
Scorched by the intensity of your hopeless romantic.
Below your ocean of fire and emotion rests your titanic.
You want it again don't you?
Reliving spring over and over again in stasis.
You want him to stay don't you?
Yes I do! How wrong could I be?
This time I could send my feelings to the kiln, have it vitrified by summer sun.
Polishing it day after day until all I see is my reflection.
Atop my hall of fame rests my mistakes, wiping down the dusts in daily reminder to never make.
But what's good of the summer sun without a little fun?
You're hopeless!
Get a grip. You're doing it again.
You know how this ends.
surviving SUMMER is always your worst.

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