Summer I painted, a scene that lit the stars for me,
Said "I can erase it for you dear"
That summer created those words that came to life in three,
They were denied by you.
This summer I laid down below the glitter adorned night,
I silently sparkled my own way,
Summer i laid down by you and shared my frail light,
You gave the dark to me.
I looked inside (I) to find (wanted) the one I sent away (to insinuate),
I nearly froze when I stepped inside (I) to find (remain) the flowers turned to grey (I self mutilate),
I closed my eyes and kissed them one last time,
Oh.
Summer a morning, so pale, alone when they found me,
As I remained sleeping, heard them say,
"This summer created a boy of abject misery"
He was designed by you (He was designed by you).
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