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It was December 13 & I was filled with smouldering sure fire So easy to let the hate hold me high It’s ice & fire Hate with steady hands & head held steady But tears welled with patience of what will no longer be I didn’t let the hate take me this time It’s so easy It was like a skate on the ice 3:18
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:24 AM UTC
3:03 a.m.
It was December 13 & I was filled with smouldering sure fire So easy to let the hate hold me high It’s ice & fire Hate with steady hands & head held steady But tears welled with patience of what will no longer be I didn’t let the hate take me this time It’s so easy It was like a skate on the ice 3:18
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:24 AM UTC
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