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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.
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Unless you are a vampire, or from some future dystopian society where the ozone has burnt off this doesn't seem to make sense. It could be you mean the sun to be a metaphor for something, but that is not at all established, so it must be taken at face value. How does the sun hate you? Why does the sun hate you? What kind of relationship do you have with the sun that these things are possible.

Dale
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

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(05-18-2014, 12:43 PM)Erthona Wrote:  Unless you are a vampire, or from some future dystopian society where the ozone has burnt off this doesn't seem to make sense. It could be you mean the sun to be a metaphor for something, but that is not at all established, so it must be taken at face value. How does the sun hate you? Why does the sun hate you? What kind of relationship do you have with the sun that these things are possible.

Dale

I assumed that the sun was a metaphor for a person, or perhaps a certain situation. Maybe the very idea of social interaction frightens this person ,so they stay inside. Hoping to avoid 'the sun'.
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