cold outside, by perf3ct
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it was cold outside,
saphire spheres thrown into the wind.
Mind set in grim determination,
this has to be goodbye.
Took the knife from your hand,
and drove it into my heart.
I wont let you kill me
this has to be the end.
Velvet kisses,
as im trying to let you go.
I dont love you anymore,
this has to be the right thing.
I left a peice of me with you,
and ill cry myself to sleep tonight,
its cold outside
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Posted: 2005-05-03 03:26:09 UTC |
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