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Don't look at me with those eyes.
Like an injured soldier,
you'll make me feel.
You'll make it impossible,
so hard for me to breath.
Laying next to me,
you'll feel my cold corps-
next to you.
No,
I'm not dead,
because I'll keep on fighting.
Don't break your promises,
because i didn't break mine.
Transformed into a Cube...
Ice Cold lips.
Why do you feel so welcome.
When you kiss these-
Ice Cold lips of mine.
It's my Mission in life,
to make sure you'll-
never be Cold...
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