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Frozen

Sometimes it's like I'm frozen
because I'm never chosen.
Your eyes are like ice
your just never nice.
Yet, my heart beats when I see
your cruel look, From you to me.

Now I'm done caring for you
I changed from ice, because I'm through

Now I'm unfrozen
Now I'm free
Now I'm unfrozen
From what you did to me.





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