Stone Cold

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How could you hold my hand,
While loving another?

How could you say you're just friends to me,
And that we're just friends to her?

You stole my heart,
I gave you the key.

You broke my trust,
And moved on,
Without a second glance,
At the damage you'd done.

Yet I still love you.
I will always love you.

But my love,
You took for granted.
So my heart is no longer yours.

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