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My heart is ice,

And my soul is cold,

I’ve lost my sight,

And I’ve lost my hold.

Empty feelings,

Are running yet still,

I laugh out loud,

But I’ve grown ill.

You smile with me,

But you never know,

How I feel inside,

And when I’ll let go.

You were my ladder,

And you caught my fall,

If I “fell short”,

You picked me up and made me tall.

So this is to you,

All those who help,

To those who made,

Heaven in this hell.

Your never forgotten,

As cold as I grow,

And to those that I loved,

You’ll just never know.

This is my final goodbye,

But I’m not physically leaving,

But inside I’ve died,

Even if I’m still breathing.

You can’t bring me back,

No matter what you do.

So just never forget,

What I’ve dead-icated to you