I Tumbled Down the Stairs

I tumbled down the stairs, my steps weak and unsteady

Polin, tenth of July, and the heat is so heavy

It’s scorching, it’s cruel, sweat drips down on my face

My platforms feel loose, slipping out of their place

A crimson monokini, I look like a dream

But no one loves me now, and the wind starts to scream

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