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Christmas  

Lilgirl73 67F
199 posts
12/26/2008 6:30 am

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1/29/2020 3:01 am

Christmas


Ya know, i used to write all the time years ago, but not so much in the recent years. I was big on poetry, stories and the like. The blog wonder only started a few years back for me, but it's been a great outlet for me. Allows me to get things out of my head (and heart sometimes) that would otherwise clutter things up. I've always said that sometimes there's too much up there & one of these days the One Too Many Thoughts Syndrome will take place (ie: something get's pushed out due to one too many things there-ya know, mebbe forget my name, or address, cuz i mapquested something for directions). Anyway, that's not what this is about. It started with me yattering about how i used to write a lot. Was actually published in a newspaper when i was 16. Ok, no steven king, dean koontz, or the like, but i'm pretty proud of that. Course, this doesn't inlude the song i modify in wierd al yankovich spirit. Ok, so, this was Christmas day's stuff that kinda poured out of my head & into my pen hand.

It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.
I miss my and i miss my family.
I miss my baby, so far away from me.
It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.

It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.
I miss my and i miss my dad.
Hard to believe they're both gone-makes me incredibly sad.
It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.

It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.
I cried for Peteyman & my father today.
Both gone from my life much too soon, but what's there to say?
It's ok-i'm alone and it's christmas.

Ok, so, mebbe i was a little depressed? Anyway, i don't generally "share" my writings of this ilk with people. Not my style. But there it is. Merry fucking christmas...or, as my mom luv's to say...jesus h christ in a handbasket. Not sure what that means entirely, but prolly nuttin good, since she always said it when we were on The Bad List.

evilmonkey 56M
138 posts
1/8/2009 6:36 am

i know how lonely it can be too! i spent new years alone. i still haven't gotten a kiss this year yet. anyone wanna volunteer?


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