Cold
It's been a long time since a smile graced this face, the voices say, 'The pain will go away.'
Wearing a mask to cover the decay, the voices say, 'Embrace the pain.'
Been strong for so long to see what remains, the voices say, 'The pain always stays.'
The sun is setting, and it's growing cold outside, the voices say, 'Pain is the cause of my demise'.
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