Winters Blues
here comes the winter
trees laid bare as cold winds blow
mulled wine and burning fires
children playing in the snow
so now its winter
same old thing year after year
homeless beging for salvation
is this realy christmas chear
isnt somthing missing
is there somone missing out
baron wastelands ice and snow
robin red breast i dont know
through the blizard of mistakes and pain
this time next year again again
someday ill look up
in my conciousness repay my debts
a human life is concequence
to redeem and cry out
no more
is there somthing missing
is there somthing missing me
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