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My heart is as cold as ice
my throat as dry as a dessert
my brain hurts of denial
and I do not get my thoughts aligned
breaking the mirror of my memories
they shatter in pieces
without you it is easier
to stay alive and forgive
from negative waves I shiver
than my possitive attitude fades away
 I do not have so much time
to mess with you all my life.