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Time to Fly


Another day has come and gone And I still sit here reminiscing on the time we shared Still wondering why you had to fly on, Leaving me emotionally impaired With a dagger sitting in my heart I look up to the sky All of this tearing me apart I think it's my time to fly Time to grab the bottle and pull the trigger All of the memories, to fade away I always knew life was bigger But I'm stopping halfway Laying here unconsciously sound I see the white knight As my heart takes its last pound I take off in flight
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bubbajeanmaxwell
That's beautiful
bubbajeanmaxwell
That's beautiful

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