Thursday, 31 December 2015

My Dear 2015...

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My Dear..

Before I sign to let you go

Do you remember the start?

They sent wishes for

Health, wealth and prosperity

Celebrating your entrance

Do you ever think of this?

My Dear..

They did predictions on your arrival

Do you recall the sparkles?

You were chewed like sweets

Also cursed for doom

In these cold moments

How do you feel when reaching darkness?

My Dear…

You will be carried in journals

Will you love the midnight tonight?

You have to welcome the New Year

Everything will be the same

But as you know they will still send wishes

How do you take ‘Happy New Year’ when they say it?

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