Christmas nightmare
By Emma_Bee •
smiles,
laughs,
they all seem empty.
the joy
is almost
hollow.
My life
in slow motion,
afraid
to pass.
because
i would never know.
In no time
it would be
over.
no
excitment.
just
gone
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