Bright bursts streaked over blackened hills, father sun only just ducking behind the landscape as he goes to bed. Sweet moments of brilliance trying to compare to father’s beauty.
“Baby you’re a firework…” The KAty Perry lyrics stuck in her head and no matter what she did, she couldn’t get them to go away. That had been her favorite song two weeks ago, but ever since the firework accident with her hand, that song had become torture for her.
Bright bursts streaked over blackened hills, father sun only just ducking behind the landscape as he goes to bed. Sweet moments of brilliance trying to compare to father’s beauty.
“Baby you’re a firework…” The KAty Perry lyrics stuck in her head and no matter what she did, she couldn’t get them to go away. That had been her favorite song two weeks ago, but ever since the firework accident with her hand, that song had become torture for her.
The fourth of july was oging to be AMAZING.