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December 17, 2014
It’s just another day
without him near at Christmas.
Just another day;
no different from the rest.
She sighs another sigh,
the nearer it gets to Christmas.
Just another sigh;
she tries to smile, but fails the test.
She sheds another tear,
as she approaches a lonely Christmas.
Just another tear;
in more heartache she’ll invest.
She dies another day
as she misses him at Christmas.
Just another day,
when she can’t get him off her chest.
………. the bastard!
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