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You were tenderly afflicted, and it was cold as hell. |
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There was nobody there that you could tell how it came out of the clear blue, like a vengeful ice storm. |
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You felt it come down, but it don' matter now, it will all be over soon. |
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You were tenderly afflicted, and frozen in your place, with your wonderful tears and the tortures you faced. |
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But you wouldn't move anyway, not for anyone. |
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You needed the pain to feel you had a connection, but it will all be over soon. |
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Is there something you can stand on? |
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For you...it seems there's nothing left to stand on. |
