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Christmas is coming again,
The seasons filled with joy,
Santa leaves presents for good little girls and boys
The family goes to get a Christmas tree,
Everyone that is,
Except for me,
It’s a family tradition,
But that’s come to pass,
I sit in my room,
Listening to them laugh,
They decorate the tree with ornaments,
While I decorate my arms with a knife,
Tinsel streaming down the branches,
Blood flowing down my wrists,
Trying to end my life

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