Stone cold.

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The moment I saw you, I got numb,
My stomach is a tomb for the butterflies I once had for you,
My heart said stay and talk but my mind said run,
I can't even tell if the sky is blue.
My tears cried me an ocean, it's where I set off the ashes of our memories,
I see you breathing but somehow you're dead to me.

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