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Audrey
As I stare in your young eyes I wonder what your future holds What will life be like for you? what on this earth will you grow to do? Though there's not much that I can do I hope that you will let me in You know how much I care for you Rememberance Day It was a grey, rainy day my hometown cenotaph They were laying wreaths as I walked on past I thought of my Grandpa, and men like him and everything they fought to win Stuck for words I wish I could express myself, in words, just how I feel That represent who I want to be, The way I want to seem but the thoughts turn into words, that lose their impact not at all like in my dreams I wind up sounding shy and nervous not how I want to be Holiday Depression Winter days make me think of Christmas which should be a happy time but only makes me anxious, and makes me lose my mind depression then takes hold of me as the snow begins to fall and I wonder who to talk to and who there is to call
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