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Cold.
I spent my years
Drowning in tears
Nowhere to go
To cease the flow
Dying inside
With nothing to hide
I spent my years
Hiding from fears
Out in the cold
Gone, I'd been told
Choking away
In a world so gray
I spent this last year
With death creeping near
Far from home
Still free to roam
But sadly all is true
It's cold here too
