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A body frozen cold, sitting in a sweatshirt of her future love
She has seemed to forget him with each moment past
Its hard to tell if she loves him or not
But if you look into her heart the answer is clear.
The clock is ticking in the corner of a window
Waiting for a moment? Or just another memory
The feeling still lingers, as so does his scent.
It reminds her
Reminds her of home.
She has seemed to forget him with each moment past
Its hard to tell if she loves him or not
But if you look into her heart the answer is clear.
The clock is ticking in the corner of a window
Waiting for a moment? Or just another memory
The feeling still lingers, as so does his scent.
It reminds her
Reminds her of home.
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