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On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
A lot of
money spending
agony
No one wants things
From one central spot
So from store to store
I must hop
Crossing gifts
Off my shopping list
Trying to get everything
Making sure
There's nothing I missed
Bookstores
Mall kiosks
Toy stores galore
Nothing I love more
Than
Endless shopping
And stressing
From night to night
Just to see smiles
Christmas morning
That are oh so bright
On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four shopping trips
Three time ghosts
Two weeks holiday
And
A chorus of Christmas melodies
My true love gave to me
A lot of
money spending
agony
No one wants things
From one central spot
So from store to store
I must hop
Crossing gifts
Off my shopping list
Trying to get everything
Making sure
There's nothing I missed
Bookstores
Mall kiosks
Toy stores galore
Nothing I love more
Than
Endless shopping
And stressing
From night to night
Just to see smiles
Christmas morning
That are oh so bright
On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four shopping trips
Three time ghosts
Two weeks holiday
And
A chorus of Christmas melodies
Literature
She Really Doesn't Understand
She really doesn’t understand,
How you treat her the way you do.
She loved you more than anything,
She thought you loved her too.
She dies a little more each time
She sees you out with her.
She cries herself to sleep at night,
Then dreams that you love her.
You used to tell her she was pretty,
And how you loved her more each day,
Now she’d give anything,
Just to have you there to stay.
You don’t see that she misses you,
Each night the pain gets stronger,
And when she finally talks to you,
She wants it to be longer.
She doesn’t really understand
why she loves you so.
You were her one and only,
She had to watch you j
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You said....
You told me “friends forever”,
More like ‘friends for now’,
As your sweet promises
Were just lies I allowed.
You said “we are best friends”,
More like ‘friends at best’,
As your solid affirmations
Were all digressed.
You told me “I need you”
More like ‘you need me’
As your statements
Were my last plea.
Why did you go?
Why did you leave?
I’m left here all alone
Trying, in us, to believe.
Literature
Love is Luck
Doesn’t it eat at your heart
that your perfect soul mate might not even be born yet
They might not be your age
They might not live on the same side of the earth as you
They could be half a world away
Or they could have just died
Moments ago
And you wouldn’t even know
That one person could have been that man who just walked by you yesterday
Or that girl you saw on the train last week
That’s the scary part
They could be so close
But yet they will always be so far
the person who you belong with could be a century away
Or a century go
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