By MMD
I’ve always enjoyed the view of a lava lamp
How it rises and falls
One of my earliest memories is just sitting in a room
Alone with a lava lamp
On the floor in front of me
I don’t know why I keep going back to the memory
There’s nothing too interesting about it
It’s just a lava lamp
I can’t even remember the color
But I know I wasn’t supposed to be in that room
It’s funny what kids get up to
When they’re staring at a lava lamp
For an hour
With nothing else to think about
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