Nick Hilton Poems

If christmas is for loving,
And New Year for rebirth,
Then how come every christmas time,
My heart is an open hearth,
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Who reads the drunken ramblings,
The drugged up prolificy of tongue,
Who reads the priceless love songs,
The depressed warning crys,
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Accompanying poem to: http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=2OITNjNrkuk


He took the road down from the glen,
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Not so many years ago,
We waited long and hard,
And all December,
The road were glazed with ice,
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Embrace the darkness,
It is your sunny ray,
Touch it and feel it,
It will be gone by day,
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One man,
Two men,
Riding the same,
Wave of sorrow,
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Yes,
You are the very answer to the question,
When the answer is yes,
You are the drive behind my longings,
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Possibly you could be a Chicken,
Although it seems somewhat unlikely,
Given that very few Chickens have internet access,
Although some of the more priveliged,
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You make me dance,
Want to take a chance,
I've waitied my time,
Now you'll wait mine,
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Dying,
Is like the rolling of the blue ball,
The ball under which the seeds of sand,
Ripped from their beaches of calm,
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