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by Xilyy Dec 23, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
This time of year is always hard It reminds us of what we've lost And the only present many want Cannot be bought at any cost Those loved ones whom have gone And we'd give anything to have back But nothing that important Can be found in Santa's sack The memories that we hold inside Flash painfully and bright They linger in our thoughts And our dreams visit at night We wish that things were easy And our loved ones were still here But the truth that will always remain Is that they are always near They stand strong by our sides And hold our hands when we are weak In our minds we know they're here Although they cannot speak