New Year's Gift
Yes, I have seen every year brings gifts
like Santa Claus on every Christmas Eve.
Last year brought misery and the betrayal.
I'm afraid of what this year will bring:
melody the best medicine on this planet -
ever found out for every other heart
or melancholy the Elizabethan malady
fucking said to course through my veins.
Poetry by Sofiul Azam
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Written on 2006-01-03 at 13:30
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