Cold With a Soul
Her heart was cold as ice
All she ever wanted was a friend
To complete her lonely life
Even if it was by god send
Those eyes was fill with emptiness
With a face that hold no soul
A sunglasses will suit her best
Adding a little gold to her bold
She is a person that burns like candle
But is frozen in matters of her own
Not too many people would dare to handle
So don't you there pick a bone
Reasons of matter don't always be reason
Some people have they season
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