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The clock strikes 12:00

That was the end of it
No more tears
Out of tries
This was the final goodbye

The clock strikes 12:00

He felt it hit
There was no stopping it!
The casket closed
Nothing to hold
He felt his body get
Awfully cold

The clock strikes 12:00

She tried to save him
With her love
But she was never strong enough
For her power didn’t even
Touch the same as his
Previous love

The clock strikes 12:00

With a grin
She feels the past begin to
Spin and spin
The last of her memory
Is draining, her heart flat and thin

The clock strikes 12:00

The window’s closed
She waits patiently
For the next story
To unfold

The clock strikes 12:00 am

New year
New her
No him

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