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So cold, like a lonley winters wind blowing against your skin.

You walk with your head down low,

you walk with nowhere to go.



Your soul is lost and empty

your heart is cold and dark



you don’t understand why your world just fell apart.



Your tears are freezing now,

but still you walk.

You try so hard to member your final talk...



Did she love you?

Did you feel?

Was everything about her ever even real?



The sun is now the moon,

and only frost fills your heart,

every second that you loved her she was taking you apart......



So foolish the mind to play its tricks,

so foolish you for taking risks....