
Let there be love.
It's not pretty , but It's lovely
It's the eve of christmas baby.
Let me do my crime of being happy.
No one's going to rain on my parade
things are so weird now.
complicated has become and understatement.
I don't know whether I should.
Kissing on the envelopes , I wish you knew.
Something I don't feel ashame about.
Instead , I pass the blame.
Everybody knows that it's alright.
this is the season to be jolly they say.
So let's put our differences aside and party baby.
and of course , not forgetting the true meaning of x-mas.
which is , jesus christ was born to save us from our sins.
I sound all holy mofoic , but , It's true :D
why don't you just tell me how you feel.
Stop hiding it , I will love you all the same.
thank you , it's christmas , once again.
but this year's just not the same.
so , let there be love honey.
cause sugar , we're going down swinging
the talk of cliche.
karys's party was good (=

you know it always wins in the end.
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