Snow

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Though December may come and go,

my heart is still as cold as snow,

the thought that you'll never know

the real me.

Now i know i am in the bliss

of lonliness.

Though my heart may cry

i am to shy

to come to you

so therefore my mood is always blue.

though you couldn't tell

cuz i hide it all to well

you don't like me

you like her

though she probablly knows

you'll never make it through

she'll break your heart

even though i was there from the start.

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