A poem in my head /
Words of living and dead /
Truths to remember /
A very bad Christmas in December /
No presents under the tree /
Hell no tree to see /
Poverty was in our way /
Never got to play /
I remember those early years /
Still i have the tears /
But the love was there /
and of that
Is all i care /.......
PS i started to write something and this memory popped out,my life story
and i hope you could understand i miss it. i prefer that world of yesterday
to this bullshit 2011 DAY
love
jimmy
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