HOT

My body burns as if roasting
I want to get rid of this heat
I am involuntarily hosting
Burning from my head to my feet
I am tearing these garbs off now
Not a moment longer, I just cant stand it
I am WET! WET! I need a reprieve somehow
I am like a dynamite well lit
I need to be free from this heat
Jamaica is burning damn it
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Posted: Jul 2013

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