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I have to let you die. I have to let you fade. So spare me the male accusations. I would have told you those things you wanted to hear And I would have cared The way you thought no one ever would. And now my heart bleeds cold. I refuse to be caressed by stone. I now live emotionless and free from your pain. My heart bleeds the darkest blood. My heart is cold as stone A rock feels no pain No laughter. no loving. no contact. From Letras Mania