#22 Stone Cold

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Stone cold.
Sorrounded by these walls,
clouded thoughts fill the empty room.
The ceiling falls,
but I'm numb staring at you.

Stone cold.
You fade into the thick smoke air,
making me believe in you once again.
Now I am numb,destroyed...

Stone cold,
the guilty look in your eyes
shows it all.

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