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The broken whisper of a promise,
Ways upon my soul.
For I have nothing left to give,
Except a bit of coal.
The children come with optimism,
But then they see my face.
The light is gone beneath those eyes,
As they look just in case.
For there will never be a gift,
That I can give them back.
For I have nothing left to give,
With everything I lack.
- Title: Nothing to Give
- Artist: carZed
- Description: I wanted to portray what a mother would go through to have her children wake on Christmas morning to find absolutly nothing. I used to know someone who was very poor. I tried to help her but I didn't have enough. She got her child taken away from her. I wanted to write something that shoulded that it isn't always happy on Christmas day.
- Date: 11/28/2008
- Tags: nothing give poverty poor sadness
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Comments (6 Comments)
- Nikoru Tairuro - 07/19/2009
- great job
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- Ultra YourDead - 04/04/2009
- Not bad at all
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- Piggyzilla - 01/06/2009
- Thank you.
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- vtrookie - 12/26/2008
- wow, i like it. very well written
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- kyoko_suri - 12/25/2008
- wow, that's really emotional.. well written
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- Laydi Nite - 12/19/2008
- Very sad. I like it, it shows the dark side of Christmas.
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