This poem is about loosing my old home i wrote it when i was 16
my dad had to sell the house and this is how i felt and still feel today about it
in the poem there might be a few things you don' understand so i'll explain the part about my evil aunt mary she came to help get the house ready to be sold and made my life and my last memories h*ll
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this poem was also written over 2 years ago
Christmas is near
Now i hate this time of year
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i wrote this poem about 2 years ago
(i don't hate Skye it was just how i felt at the time i actually really like Skye)
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i wrote this poem tonight its about how i feel about life right now
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