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When the clock strikes 12

When the clock strikes 12

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 28, 2015
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The tears ran down my cheeks like a waterfall, his touch light as a feather but impactive as a storm. "I don't want to wake up" I begged him, his eyes running over me before leaning down, pressing his lips to mine. "Then don't ."
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&quot;Don't cry love. It's not your burden to bear.&quot; He pulled away, looking me in the eyes seriously. I paused for a moment, then embraced him tighter and kissed him fervently once more. &quot;You made it my burden when you said you loved me.&quot;

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