Dark is the year that’s passed me bye, heavy its burden still haunting my dreams. Still every day I wake and try, i smile and look back as people pass me by, if they only knew how often I cried. Lonely is the path my boy and I take, still he protects from all I can’t take, he is loyal and loving a friend through and true, my life I would give without hesitation for him too. A new year beckons, a time to start new hopefully the last year will let me go and start a new too. 
Gino 
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