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I look at the clock, and time seems to stop. You're all I want, we've both waited so long. I look at this clock; 11:25 next thing I know I'm in bed by your side. I look at the clock, and my head spins. When I see your face, I can't help but grin. I miss you Logan.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
The Clock Whispering
I look at the clock, and time seems to stop. You're all I want, we've both waited so long. I look at this clock; 11:25 next thing I know I'm in bed by your side. I look at the clock, and my head spins. When I see your face, I can't help but grin. I miss you Logan.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
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