New York Minute

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I'm stuck
my mind won't move
every minute without her
feels like weeks of reminded pain

I could scream for months
cry another night in darkness
in these attempts to mend
but when will I found time to sleep

my mind won't move
a thousands minutes without her
still feels exactly the same

love is a clock
when the hands circle back around
I'll be reminded yet again,
of our precious time spent.

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