Let me die because I do not want to see the sun again.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The sun is gone, but I have a light.
I would still like to go to the moon before I die.
I'm lucky because I don't like being in the sun a whole lot, just because the repercussions for me - I feel it, I go very red.
Stand a little less between me and the sun.
I couldn't wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again.
I don't want to spend my whole life watching the sun go down behind the left field bleachers.
My sun sets to rise again.
In the full light of day, I don't want to think about the sunset.
I decided to fly through the air and live in the sunlight and enjoy life as much as I could.
I don't want to die.