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Frozen Beautiful

I got used to you lying in a bed
But now your in a casket
Your eyes are closed
You loOK so beautiful
almost like your asleep
Your hands are folded on your lap
I'm trying to hold your hand
But your hands are so cold and stiff
Your wrist is icy but smooth
I'm standing here loOKing at you
I wish you could wake up
and hold my hand and tell me its OK
or even scold at me
anything !
Wake up ! Wake up !
I need you
Oh God ! let her wake up !
Just one more time
Just one more time
Please





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