a year's reflection rest regroup
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I spend the 2016 new year in the room that your smile would light like the fireworks outside, the room is dark now.
Just thinking that a few weeks ago it was december.
Last year was no different then the year before it
or the one before that
or the one before that ,
because lets all me honest right now , every year kinds sucks.
It doesnt matter whos in charge
I can breathe.
It only took
One look
At the year I’ve endured
And I laugh and I cry
And I thank the Lord.
The roughest, toughest
The antagonist.
The bane of a many existence.
