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Merry Christmas |
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Dragon Mistress Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 289Washington, USA. 
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Merry Christmas 11/10/03 White snow, soft snow Settled along the ground. Warm fire, toasty fire Crackled in the hearth. The love of the season all about. She played with toys, On her bed. They went outside to smoke. I sat in glow of my first car. All seemed too good to be true. “Knock knock,” sounded the call Roughly on the door. All stopped. I came near. Jaws dropped when you were there. Dressed to kill. A military man. A pistol in your hand. Sadness in the eyes. Longing in the heart. I knew not what to do, But stare in awe of you. A longing in the heart. A sadness in the eyes. A pistol in your hand. I reached out, You stepped away. Brought the weapon to your face. Trying to reach out again, Had you pull the trigger; end the day. You fell; a lump. In the snow you thumped, And I dropped to your side. Your head rested in my lap, I sobbed into your hair. Salted tears, bitter blood Soiled the pure white snow. Horrid cries, agony’s moan Echoed all throughout. Merry Christmas. ~*~I'm a dreamer, with broken dreams, and only words to fall back on~*~ |
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Brad Majors 
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Sad but well done |
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click1 Member
since 2003-03-25
Posts 152usa |
Good write.. Thanx.... Click |
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