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I don't believe in childish things,

like santa,

I don't partake anymore in the act of gift getting,

I used to believe that all these things used to be what christmas time was for,

but what about the kids who never got even 1 gift this season,

we hardly hear their cries,

there happy to have they family together just for christmas night,

but what about those kids,

who can't even get that,

santa must not like them then,

*** santa has forgotten them,

no,

because there's no such thing as santa,

and I have not forgotten them,

but who else has not forgotten them,

someone needs to help them,

I used to believe in santa,

I used to get gifts,

but now I ask my family to give my gifts to other kids,

this seasons about giving,

so give to someone who has less.
an idea for the season.
You may see the bright
In my eyes, but the truth is
I feel dead inside.
Haiku.
Writing is my greatest treasure
Writing
Is
Living life and writing for the better-
Writing is the key to finding me
Who you are and who
I am is making me write poems so sweet.
Also, I write poem's of destruction.
That's my own reality
And with reality also comes
Amor. Of hurt and tales
Of past hate in detail-
I hold my own words in my mouth
Where my lips can talk wonders
And my hands can write a blunder-
The point i am trying to make
Is even if my writes are horrible
Or beautiful
I choose to write
Because we poet's write.
And that is good enough for me.
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