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Feeling Run Cold by Krystal Francis

His lips trembled when I kiss them.

Our mind runs cold our heart beats to the rhythm.

Your eyes are cold, hot are my feelings.

We are birds but useless without our wings.

Everywhere I go I see your shadow.

Now it's time my heart stop beating for you, because now I see you bending low.

I need to forget when you pull me close.

The path of hated you decide to chose.

Look at me, mines were true.

My heart needs to beat for someone else, but definitely not again for you.