This Christmas (2005), by My_pain_your_thrill |
Staring at the phone, Waiting for you to call, But you wont, you cant, This is where I fall, The thought that you wont be here, To share in Christmas cheer, The laughs, the love, We don’t have through the year, Is almost too hard to handle, Like a bullet to the brain, I wish you could be here, My thoughts drive me insane, This Christmas I wont get to see you, And I never will again, You died without a reason, You left my heart in pain. |
Posted: 2006-01-27 17:34:07 UTC |
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2006-01-28 18:05:19 | Kirsty (living in the light) |
So sad and emotionally provoking. I love it. You might like my recent story "The night Kid" plus I would love to know what you think it symbolises so many people have different thought about it. |