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Merry Christmas, Love


As everyone's rushing around the streets,

I'll sit back, relax, and kick up my feet.

I've no need to spend money on stuff,

I already have what you're getting for Christmas, love.

They stalk the aisles, tear apart the shelves,

Looking for something for Mom, Dad, and who knows who else.

I can remember when I'd go with them, too.

That was before I settled on you.

You don't have to get me anything this year,

I'll be okay as long as you're here.

But you'll get something from me, definitely.

The act of giving will be a present for me.

I bet you already know what you're getting, sort of.

All I can say now is, Merry Christmas, Love.

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I'm a sophomore in this little town in Georgia that most of you probably haven't even heard of. Reading and writing has always been my life, but it's only been in the past few years that I've honed in on poetry. Now, I vent through it! I also have a passion for photography and community service. I would like to teach when I get out into the real world. My tidbit of advice for any and everyone would be don't take life too seriously, nobody makes it out alive anyways! Haha, have fun trolling around my profile. :) I have a wattpad, too! It's under the username KaceyJaceyXD, so hit me up there. :D

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