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December came and went with a bang.

I wonder, lingering, pondering, if those old bones laying in the ground can see us now.

We dug for oil under a blazing sun, and in the winter lined our pockets with gold.

Then, that December descended upon us and everything changed.

The oil dried up.

The sun burned hollow.

The weather went haywire.

People gave into their dark desires...

Your Old Girl, Gloria, left you hanging.

And you...

And you.

You changed.

My heart aches-

Her bruised face-

In front of God, on trial, I lied.

It wasn't a mistake.

Greed kills.

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    Chris Walker about 10 years ago

    Lovely language in this one.

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