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Christmas...Time
Contributed by
dummie
on
Wednesday, 26th December 2007 @ 02:42:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
Holiday Poetry
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Why does it have to hurt so bad
This Christmas day?
Why did my baby have to leave
And run away?
She left me by the Christmas tree
With presents wrapped with bows.
She left me with the scent
Of gingerbread in my nose.
I kissed her on her face underneath the mistletoe.
Then she ran away and cried. For what I did not know.
I tried to call her back with one of my serenades.
But she just injected herself with a syringe of AIDS.
Why did she do this on Christmas day?
Why did she run away and inject herself with HIV/AIDS?
Copyright ©
dummie
... [
2007-12-26 02:42:02] (Date/Time posted on
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