wherefore , wherein are thee.
Last Christmas I gave you my heart
My hopes, my dreams and a future,
Yet the past nightmares and reality
Killed everything in its path,
Are we the forks in the road
That destroy Destiny,
longing silently past tears
holding fears at ransom
card heart's in treason
for what reason love
if not for love, if anything
should we to, deny Santa's wish
for happy faces, music box romance
And dance not for the likes of elves
taking nothing further by chance,
even Rudolph wept in darkness
his nose no light,
sleeping beauty never slept
no true love's kiss goodnight
I'm I wrong love, am I right
the forks in the road to be
killer hands are we
holding card hearts
this blackened out Destiny
no Christmas tree, nor star
to see, this year, any year near me
wherefore, wherein are thee.
nardine Sanderson 07/10/2015.
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Last Christmas it seems that yesterday and within two months will be Christmas again. I think that Christmas is a time to give thanks for the life and try to make happy those who want us to, and also to think of those loved ones who have been leaving by the way. A hug, the composition is English sounds impressive, and in Spanish, overwhelming.
Thanks VVLL , the last few years ( Christmas has not been so great ) , I find surrounding yourself with those you love is a gift, the best gift
If it wasn't for my beautiful children, I wouldn't celebrate it anymore
December is a time of rough roads, and tough terrain. Without a certain flower.
I understand perfectly, I also left celebrating Christmas between wires and thorns for the people that I love and that loves me, December is that terrible month is always trying to forget. This Christmas, apart from your children we also have all your readers, as usual, we will be United, apart from the Web, by the magical spirit of Christmas.
A kiss.
Wouldn't want to be anywhere else, love to you sweetheart xox nardine
HEY VIP GIRL...WELL LAST CHRISTMAS I WAKED UP HANGOVERED ON MY MOTHER'S COUCH WHEN MY LADYFRIEND DUMPED MY BUTT THANX FOR BRINGING THAT BACK NARDINE GOOD WRITE VIP GIRL BUT IMA SO GET YOU FOR THIS ONE!!
DELMAYNE ...
Aww, sorry Mayne for causing you remembrance, maybe writing about it would help,
I'm finding it more therapeutic letting it out, tired of holding pain inside.
Hopefully gaining a fraction of peace.
My love to you, hope you are well, nardine xox.