How cold is my heart,
when I walk away,
after seeing you sleeping,
when visiting day after day?
My love for this woman,
so precious to me,
continues to grow stronger,
when thinking about she.
A Comment by Loy

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How cold is my heart,
when I walk away,
after seeing you sleeping,
when visiting day after day?
My love for this woman,
so precious to me,
continues to grow stronger,
when thinking about she.