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Cold Arms I never find the comfort I seek In the icy realms of your love You turn your back upon my begging screams Silence my delicate hopes You never express your true feelings Only cut me away as if I were a sore Not truly one for you, just your pet dog You claim you never could love true Since you never experienced it when you were young Let me be the teacher, and you be the pupil I'll teach you how to love warmly, Express your care, raise your loved one High above your own dreams Let me warm up your cold arms And we can be each other's friend In the heat of true emotion by Desiree Divinity Roberts |
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