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Casey Dec 2018
Sitting here in my living room,
There is no one who means to me.
Sitting in someone's else country
Far away from home.
Christmas became just another day
Not celebrating it at all.
Trying to collect myself.
Day by day,
Trying to find a reason to breath.
Far away from home,
Trying to sleep,
But I can't
Because I miss home.
I wrote this at 2 a.m., I am far away from home, not seeing my family anytime soon. I am really sad and I want to share this with someone.
Abdullah Ayyash Jan 2016
Time is never measured by seconds
Nor by how many years passed
Luck is too wild to catch
And love can be easily crashed
When I'm just an oblivious kid
Waiting for Christmas that never lasts

Breeze is a sign of good times to come
Unless winds grow into a twister
No matter how sweet the water is
When it reaches the sea it becomes a blister
I wish this year to have a warm heart
For this life is a waste if it's all just winter
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Abdullah Ayyash
January 3rd, 2016

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