Christmas

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Bells ring
People sing
Time seems to stop
But everything goes fast
I don't know if I can last
I might as well just drop.

Something cold falls
Little and small
Like the life I lead
A pawn is what I am
Disposable and damned
Like an extra seed.

Lights shine around me
Colorful and free
Unlike my heart
I'm trapped in ice
Beautiful, not nice
I'm falling apart.

A tree with decorations
Shimmering in many nations
Much like the thought of death
But Christmas is fun
With giving in the long run
Yes, Christmas is the best.

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