Christmas Love I know when she's been on your mind, Its like your souls passion has resigned. As the church bells sound their Christmas chimes, You think of all those happy times. You want to show her that you're brave, as you kneel before her ageing grave. A tear roles down your face, and lands upon the bed of dirt, Not a sign of weakness but strength as you fight out the hurt. On the last chime you look up above and whisper "Merry Christmas my true love"
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