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There are several things that I want to focus on. Poetry, books that you might want to work on, music, and art.

crying tears of blood
in the snow i stood
reaching out for help, not finding any
the snow flakes falling, many

my heart is bleeding
and all the things that i am seeing
the shadows of the day
reach out to the night and seem to say

"Leave and never come return!"
i feel no ones concern
for the children of the night
who so often never take flight

i am becoming numb
and there is no sum
of all the things in my life
that were cut down with a knife

my tears are left unnoticed
as i eturnally wait for the winter salstace
this is my december
i just hope that u can remember

the things that i live for are nothing
yet i still feel something
this feelling inside of me is stupid
these feellings are toxoid

the love that i feel
ends up bakeing the seal
of my heart
that falls apart
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