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Cold pain
I cannot sustain it
That’s what I’m thinking
Not what I’m drinking

I hold up my ways
These thoughts are pervasive
It’s not a statement
But peace can be evasive

You’re a mouthful
That accounts for another week on my own
Now I’m a novel made resourceful
I start a chain with my thought

Talk is cheap, my darling
When you’re feeling right at home
I wanna make you move with confidence
I wanna be with you alone

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