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the cold chill
When that big gay heart
Is planted into my fantasy
And resides within my head
The cold chill leaves you dead
When you think you know the answers
Even when you don't know the questions
When time and emotions stand still
Frozen by the cold chill
When all think about is her
But get no response
When your heart is the nature of her game
The cold chill strikes again
When you have spent all your dreams
And are only left with nightmares
When all is left is hate
The cold chill is still your mate
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