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'Black December'

By SweetSadness86

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

another black december, come to haunt me, these feelings from which i would run, which i would ban the tears, returned for one last stand until i fall, they'll hunt me still that screaming specter, long and shrill that shadow under which i weep but no one will weep for me this black decemberI hate Christmas. I find it the most depressing holiday of all. Written December 23rd, 2001 © on Dec 23 2001 06:38 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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