It leaks through your veins... you feel it boil within..... It bubbles in your brain.... You feel that you have powder like skin..... Photosynthesis rains from the moon clouds.... The sun tea will take over your soul soon.... It drips into your paper thin heart... dripping with blood from the sea.... Your soul is being gnawed away by the sun that tastes like tea.... <3~Peaches I was sooo stoned when I wrote this. Whatchaa think?
Ahaha...I love sun tea. It's the greatest. As for the poem......I found it kind of obvious that you were stoned. Whether that's a compliment or not, I really don't know.
