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Cold Nights
Cold nights,
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Desperate halls,
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Filled with old pictures on the walls,
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Empty rooms,
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Broken hearts,
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Casualties forced apart,
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Silent whispers,
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Ice cold tears,ย
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Looking at what you've become in the mirror,
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All the aching past dreams still withstood,ย
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But even still your misunderstood.
Friday 12th September 2014 6:46 pm
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