In Love With

The Days Of Old It is like a thunderstorm rages in my brain And my eyes let out the rain These tears aren’t warm…but they are full of pains These tears are cold like the ice in my veins They run cold rivers down my face It is like an artic mist Freezing my lips that long to be kissed My heart as well is frozen Because I’m not the one you’ve chosen My thoughts are cold as ice You did the deed, I pay the price My blood runs cold Because I’m still in love, with the days of old.

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