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The cold breath of December, A feeling that gnaws at your bones. All the warmth of you heart, smoldered to an ember. Every word comes out as a groan. How do you hide all this pain, When your smile is beyond fake? When you understand your joy was the sweetest feign. And you hide this for who's sake? No one really wants to know. And why would anyone care? You search and search for a way to let it all flow. Just don't tell anyone how you fare. L. M.