Sólo superficialmente
Estoy jugando contigo
Y no te das cuenta
A menos de 180 grados celcius, el amor congelado
Una cicatriz silenciosa en mi.
Eres el decimoctava
Y no te diste cuenta
Este amor se congeló.
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