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Merry Christmas To You (Not Me)

Away from him, Away from them. I dread it Like a rose without a stem. There, I'm away From all my sad tears, Away from the cold, And even farther from the fear. Away from all the dark Memories of cruelty. When you're away from that, It can be hard to be merry. Still, trim the tree. Put up those stubborn lights. I'll wear my santa hat. Still try to make the season bright. Light up the place with smiles! Don't be overwhelmed with gloom! Decorate the house really pretty, Just please don't blame me if I'm in my room.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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