I guess I'll wait for the sunrise
Here on the roof
And listen to her as she cries
Alone in her room
Wishing
Please let Christmas be gone soon
The sooner it's over,
The sooner I can just celebrate here alone
Because there's nobody here to do it with me
Except for her, and she's so quiet
And in my head most of the time
Please don't let me be,
She says,
And puts her head in her knees
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Flying Away || Poetry
PoetryPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}
