You beat down upon me as I toil day to day
You are unrelenting as if my soul is yours to take
You feel its your right for me to perspire
As if this is a worse could not transpire
Though sometimes your are a welcoming friend
When I need your warmth deep within
But winter turns to summer I know whats coming
I fill up my water bottle ,and hit the ground running
You soon catch up with vengeance on your mind
As I try to go inside out of sight out of mind
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