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MY HEART IS AS COLD AS THE ICE THAT YOU DROWNED IN.

IT PAINS ME TO THINK OF YOU.

TO THINK OF US.

WHEN I SAY YOUR NAME... MY HEART UNFOLDS LIKE THE PAGES OF MY FAVORITE BOOK.

IT HURTS. MY HEART HURTS. IT'S FROZEN WITHOUT YOU HERE, HOLDING ME IN YOUR ARMS, SAYING EVERYTHING WAS ALRIGHT.

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