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Dec 2014
They say it's darkest, right before the light
but as long as you don't see a light
how do you know if it will get any darker?
how do you know life is worth sticking around?

the christmas lights are everywhere
little stars, little lightbulbs
kitsch trying to spread some warmth
but i'm not sure those lights represent hope anymore

i don't want christmas to fool me into believing
but i know i need something to keep me going
i know, i should
turn around and face the Light
Written by
Corina
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   Daniel Tabone and CapsLock
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