They sit around the table
pretending its all good.
All knowing deep down
their secrets to hide,
each one a different
crime.
None dare talk of their
pitiful time.
So they all sit and
chat each thinking
of that.
All wishing the holiday
was over and waiting
for the next.
So as the day roles on
Each one disappears, back
home to their
Cherishing fears!
 
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