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Our Cold Bed I will try to sleep being cold as the dead. For tonight I sleep alone in our cold bed. I remember when our bed was cozy warm, It's eternity since I've held you in my arms. I guess my jealousy help drive you away. My darling angel come back and stay. Bring back the warmth to our cold bed. Your place is waiting to rest your head. I know I do not deserve your warm love. I took it for granted like the stars above. My angel if you'll give me another chance. I will keep our bed warm for our romance. Please don't make me sleep another night. In our cold bed things will again be right. I can only try to show you how sorry I am. Keeping my pride and forsaking the end. BY: Kings
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