I wrote this about a girl I know, her name doesn’t have to be mentioned, but she was basically the nastiest person I’ve ever met. She ruined my life, made it a mess. I thankfully picked it up, and this is what I felt every time she done her regular crap to me.
Hot,
Hot,
Heat,
Everything getting hotter,
Hotter than I can imagine,
temperature rising,
way down where it’s sweating,
I’m sweating,
I feel the heat,
the heat in my eyes,
my ears,
my fingers,
my toes,
a few times I’m burnt by the intense heat,
the heat.
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