December the 8th
I used to have an eerie feeling
Of a certain date
Never knowing
Why I felt that way
I had even said
There was something
About it
But I could never
Wrap my head around it.
Such a curious thing to wonder
Why a date in your head
Would be stuck on
For you to ponder
But I realized
I'd come to hate
That date
Later in my life
When you met your fate
You were taken from me
On December
The 8th
Is it a coincidence
Or a prediction
Of fate?
Oh how...
How much I hate
The date
Of December...
December
The 8th.
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