No More Perfect Christmas
Christmas is a perfect time
A time of happiness and joy
But also a perfect opportunity
For you to destroy
No more perfect Christmas
That time belongs to the past
Didn’t expect this to happen
At least, not this fast
I should celebrate Christmas
Damn I’m fifteen years old
I loved that time of the year
Even when it was frigging cold
It was a time of forgiveness
A time of being glad
No more hurt and crying
No more being sad
Well this year I am
And although it’s not Christmas yet
I don’t want it to come anymore
Cause I can’t celebrate Christmas without my dad…
But I have to…
A time of happiness and joy
But also a perfect opportunity
For you to destroy
No more perfect Christmas
That time belongs to the past
Didn’t expect this to happen
At least, not this fast
I should celebrate Christmas
Damn I’m fifteen years old
I loved that time of the year
Even when it was frigging cold
It was a time of forgiveness
A time of being glad
No more hurt and crying
No more being sad
Well this year I am
And although it’s not Christmas yet
I don’t want it to come anymore
Cause I can’t celebrate Christmas without my dad…
But I have to…
Reacties op dit gedicht
| brinkieloontje: | Maandag, december 06, 2004 13:08 |
| Mooi geschreven hoor... erg droevig maar wel mooi:) Kus Ilona |
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| Cold: | Dinsdag, november 30, 2004 21:55 |
| It just isn't fair (sound like a baby now I guess) But I mean it... | |
| *.teddybeertje.*: | Dinsdag, november 30, 2004 16:59 |
| understand what your saying, heel erg verdrietig gedicht, mooi geschreven troostende knuffel teddybeertje |
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| irish: | Dinsdag, november 30, 2004 16:30 |
| know exactly what you mean.. our first your we didn't celebrate it either.. been seven years now.. with love, |
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| Auteur: Cold | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 november 2004 | ||
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