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Ice Cold


Our love was warm
Every day a gift
Every smile a memory
No way to replace it


The knock at my door
A sour tone
The look on your face
Couldn’t hide a thing


When you left
And drove away
That’s when my warmth
Began to fade


My body grew cold
As well as my soul
Not having any warmth to hold


It began with my hands
That no longer feel you
Then to my arms
And my heart it

Would soon consume


My body is cold
Like ice under snow
With a light blue tone
Left by the one
I used to hold




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