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It’s cold… And every inch of my heart Feels it too. Because it’s cold… When you’re not here With out you near me It’s cold When you don’t see It’s cold When you aren’t next to me, Feel you breathing slow and deep It’s cold knowing you’re not mine and it’s cold when I pretend that I’m fine being frozen in this bitter state of mind. Gotta make a move Gotta raise the bar Gotta say something now...

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