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I hate Christmas music It just makes me loose it. The melodies of the blues. Children are playing Families are laughing. I sit in this cube Silence is the tunes That rumbles to my mind That is permanently brusied. Stare into my eyes Gaze into the light. The window's wide open The spark isn't a delight. "You broke it. You fix it." This heart isn't a quick fix. Love's a myth! A little piece of me dies. Everytime i hear it! 11/18/19

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