Christmas

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    Christmas

    from place to place
    and time to time
    life still goes on
    pain slowly disapears
    and love reenters your life

    it apears in the strangest of places
    sometimes in a person you dont know
    or a person you have known for forever
    but my love remains with christmas

    with the eyes of an angel
    and the gracefullness of a dove
    she drives me to become as great of a person as i can be
    she my passion that drives me to sing
    my passion to do anything

    she has saved me more times than i can count
    from this darkness i call my life
    she saved me from my demons
    and pushes me to carry on
    and to forget about the fast way out

    she showed me that people care
    no matter what i think
    she showed me how to love again
    and to forget about my pain

    and when i look into her eyes
    everything is gone but her and I
    and my pain drifts away
    the tears dry off my face
    and life goes on

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Grim’s Poems (4)

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    Blinded (The Real You) 0
    Pain 0
    Christmas 0