….it’s definately winter

December’s familiar by the ache in my chest and the dread that’s captured my breath

firm fisted and anxious I count the reasons it would be better to leave

But hope a whore who I indulge in though I know i’ll leave feeling empty

So I take a deep breath and convinced I can handle another thing falling apart

trudge on through the winter as it bites at my strength and slowly frosts up my heart

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