Problem Pt. 1: 11-11-17

Thu, 05/31/2018 - 14:11 -- AceV

And when I stopped being able to recognize

sunlight for its beautiful radiance and instead

saw a glistening ball of insufferable heat waiting

to destroy me with its violent rays,

I understood I had a problem.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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