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Words from lips lie cold and stark
Forgotten, as quickly as they’re said
Breathless, still, as we lie in bed
Turned away, no longer embraced
Satin nights that cannot be replaced
With a fire, once burning inside the heart
Slowly extinguished, as we grow apart
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