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Apr 2012
Your heart is cold,
stand next to my fire.

Your body is old,
you are nearing the wire.

I will always be there,
You won't have to abide.

I will hold you,
Until you are, Frozen Inside.
Davey Ellingson
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Davey Ellingson
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   Victoria Jennings and Odi
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