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in this cold dark loneliness [Feb. 4th, 2005|04:22 pm]


there's this quiet hum,
and an empty feeling,
as i sit here,
thinking of nothing.

maybe i'm thinking of something,
but i don't dare admit it,
because, who wants
their heart broken?

there's a chill,
and the heat's on full blast.
and i'm still lingering,
on what can't be.

forever, there's a stain,
on my heart.
only time,
can fix it.

and in this cold,
this cold dark loneliness,
i can feel,
my body tremble.