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With each heart beat
I feel my heart break
With every breath
I feel closer to death
With each passing day
I feel us drifting away
And as time ticks forward
I keep looking back at the past
I want to turn the hands back
And undo what was done

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 26, 2017 ⏰

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