Silent Voice

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The winter air passing by my ear.
It's getting cold, I wish you were near.
I need you near to keep me warm;
Be it in winter or in a storm.
Without you, my heart feels empty.
He's good at carving it, isn't he?
The promise I still keep.
I still have dreams of you whenever I sleep.
Without that, I have to count sheep.
My heart, can you hear it beep?
Do my words really hit that deep?
You're good at sewing my heart though;
The scars left by cupids bow.
If you miss me just know,
I think of you whenever I'm low,
And also every snow.
My heart, it gets softer,
Every time I think of your laughter.
I'm sorry that you realized,
I'm not like how you fantasized.
Everybody knows I'm cold as ice,
Approaching me, you should've known the price.
Loving me is your choice.
You woke me up with your silent voice.

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