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Cold...
Cold is the sun i wake up with. Cold is my body when you're not here. Cold is every breath i take in vain knowing you don't care. Cold are my bones. Cold is my heart, lost in your drawer. Cold is my soul when you're not around. Cold is my world when you're not there to make it warm. Cold...
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