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it’s christmas again: things die in the winter 24 December, 2006

Posted by silentpyjamas in poem-tree.
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goodbye old year
goodbye old me
we’ve both changed.

grown a little colder
grown a little older
gone places we can’t come back from.

time only goes one way
and in the chill i wonder
what i could have done differently.

can’t get it back
can’t call forth those days again
where is the summer sun now?

wish i could stop time
just for a moment
live in the right here right now.

keep this moment
this uncertainty
from blossoming into whatever it will be.

i’m perched
on the cusp
of becoming someone else.

goodbye old year.

goodbye old me.

hello, the future
take me away from here
take me away.

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