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I Run Cold

Ice cold water runs through my veins
Think what you may about me,
But always know, inside,
My heart is frozen and from it
Ice cold water leaks,
Filling my body with a
Bitter, stiff hurt.
I run cold, always, always cold.
Maybe one day,
Your heart of gold, that spreads sunshine through your body,
Will melt the ice berg I've become.
But I doubt it.
I run cold.




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