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It was a cold day in November But not as cold as your heart. The promises we made way back at the start seem like a fairytale now. When your promise lasts as long as a shot in the glass, and an empty face is what you chase the past can’t stay the past. No matter how hard I try To you I’m always second place. When I look in the mirror I don’t even recognize - what happened to the girl behind those now lifeless eyes? I meant when I said till death do us part I am more dead than alive with this bleeding broken heart. Your love is all I wanted- But now you leave me haunted
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Oct 6, 2025
Oct 6, 2025 at 7:58 AM UTC
November
It was a cold day in November But not as cold as your heart. The promises we made way back at the start seem like a fairytale now. When your promise lasts as long as a shot in the glass, and an empty face is what you chase the past can’t stay the past. No matter how hard I try To you I’m always second place. When I look in the mirror I don’t even recognize - what happened to the girl behind those now lifeless eyes? I meant when I said till death do us part I am more dead than alive with this bleeding broken heart. Your love is all I wanted- But now you leave me haunted
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Oct 6, 2025
Oct 6, 2025 at 7:58 AM UTC
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