December

holding my hand
i was on top of the world
the lights all around
defining what surrounds

the feelings that I have for you
in this monthly dream
walking down the street
never thinking about the reality

look at that smile
the happiest girl in the world
im the proudest man alive
I never knew what was coming

this month thats coming
the coldest ever recorded

This poem is about: 
Me

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