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I hate holidays

I hate holidays,

They’re filled with memories and minutes that are empty,

They’re not exciting,

All those you love are dead,

They are lonely holes,

Holes were once was laughter,

They consume nothing,

The only joy I can’t remember I spent in northern Wisconsin,

Shutting my eyes won’t get me there,

Your imagination folly,

I crave to see those faces,

My sister Ellen gone,

I wish you smiled,

For watching Andy Griffith for the millionth time and still smiling,

Drinking a beer in her company you might have aged you might have drank beer with others but that beer with your sister would bliss,

Mom gone!

Mom and Ellen died the same year 2020,

So far apart but I know Mom came for Ellen,

I still pictured my hands around my older half sisters and neck squeeze their life out of it I should have done that October 214,

She actually sent the sheriff’s to my apartment to my home once to see if I had a car that I would drive to Texas to kill The b****,

I went to waste the energy she is already dead,

The only ones near me now or memories and my haunted clock,

Well I got to get up and go and do things lonely or not I’m going to do it maybe next year I won’t be lonely if you get next year will be better,

Maybe maybe, Maybe,Maybe!M

Maybe,

Maybe,

Maybe,

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Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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