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 I ran away from home under sun drenched skies,
Now, I am walking in a snow storm- freezing;
My parents are mean so I broke all ties.

I pass Christmas decorated windows- sneezing,
I am only fifteen and all alone in the world;
Now- I am walking in a snow storm freezing.

I hug my thin coat as the winter wind whirls,
Then, I see people entering a church brightly lit;
I am only fifteen-  and all alone in the world.

I go inside and hide, I'll just stay for a bit,
Behind a beautiful Virgin Mary statue I curl up;
Then- I see people entering a church brightly lit.

Most days I stand holding out a begging cup,
Enough quarters and I can have Macdonalds;
Behind a beautiful Virgin Mary statue I curl up.

Most days I stand holding a begging cup
I ran away from home under sun drenched skies;
Enough quarters and I can have Macdonalds,
My parents are mean so I broke all ties.

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It is warm and cozy and soon I fall asleep,
And I dream of another Christmas a year ago;
Were they really that mean to me? No, I weep.

Delicious food, singing, and a tree all aglow,
I've met lots of homeless people on the street;
And I dream of another Christmas a year ago.

Some people are evil and some treat me sweet,
I met a man and he said I could make money;
I've met lots of homeless people on the street.

You're so young-  and men will love you honey,
I ran because I did not like his wicked smiling;
I met a man and he said I could make money.

The choir and praying is dim and I am sleeping,
And as I sleep my young life flies up to heaven;
I ran because I did not like his wicked smiling,

The janitor finds me when he is  sweeping,
It is warm and cozy and I soon fall asleep;
And as I sleep my young life flies up to heaven,
Were they really that mean to me- no I weep.
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October 26, 2016

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