So you're used to my warmth,
Not my ice cold heart.
Do you ever wonder why I became this nightmare?
Maybe you should asked the one staring right at you in the mirror,
You left me waiting for you to come back.
But that dream is lost and pitch black,
So don't you pretend you did nothing,
Because I'm already through your talent of lying,
You don't have a place in my heart anymore,
It was your choice to walk out my door...
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