Time of our lives
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MatureOngoing10m
Last published Fri, Apr 10, 2020
I don't know how start I could do just to let myself move on from everything.
Every tik-tok on the clock reminds me of you.
"For all the pains, I chose to be with your memories. For all the lies, i still chose to believe how inloved you were to me."
A clock of life, captures everything.
Those numbers written inside here, reminds everything.
When this clock stopped to tik-tok around, she will forget you.
When this clock starting to loose energy, this will be the goodbye...
Of the,
"Time of our lives."
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