Summer winds do set sail on everybody,
with their pale white skin showing
and as he pulled his knife out to do some bloody red,
he grinned and polished the stains of the previous victims,
and told us he was ready to be ready for the first time

The summer crowded us together,
the sun drifted upon us and boiled into our skin,
like melted butter
and I smiled and wished it would never end

He stepped up and told us to be quiet,
as people from inside the house screamed,
he gave the signal when the pit of my stomach ached,
I saw it everywhere
flying all over the place, and they were fearing for it

Fearing for the end of it,
and the darkness afterwords
they would lie with their face frozen into them
and they would die with their motions paused,
innocence caused me blindness the day death happened
 
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