Friday, December 31, 2004    New Year's Eve

And every time the clock hits 12
The firework stops in my head,
There are no hugs nor kisses
That warm my heart.

Daddy, you brute
As you walk with me in the night
The dark, dark night
And we hand in hand

You don't hold my little arm anymore
Left me alone in the dark park
Where no streetlights drive shadows away

She is seeks no comfort, there is none
Deaf, blind and no touch is hers
A new year's eve.




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