Cold
Rap DiaryI knew I was being bold
I knew you would be hard to hold
I knew you would be cold
But yet you were still my gold
You left me for what you thought was true gold
But then you found out that it was fool's gold
You begged to come back to me but it was all mold
You tried to cling on but it soon grew old
My heart which I once gave you now feels sold
I step away from you feeling like I'm fresh out from a mold
Now what's left behind is my stories untold
Have fun as you sit back and watch them unfold
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