The Christmas Box
Time stands stillas I unwrap the box
I pull off the ribbon
to the ticking of the clock
I shake it a little
for it feels empty
just like my heart
when I stare at this tree
as I open the lid
there is nothing there
except the scars and memories
my broken heart wears
The holidays remind me
of those I have lost
The emptiness I feel
From the Christmas box
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