The night is cold and so is your heart.Can’t you see that you’re hurting me.Even if I screamed my lungs out you wouldn’t hear it because when you stopped loving me,you stopped listening to me.My soul is calling your name.I wonder where did I go wrong if I ever did.Your memories still haunt me to this day.I’d rather die before I wish to forget your sweet lips whispering in my ear.
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