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Mar 2010
YES TIME TO MYSELF,
WERE I CAN SIT ON THE SHELF OF LIFE,
WATCHING MY LIFE RUN BY,
ITS TIME I STOPPED RUNNING AFTER IT,
LET IT COME TO ME ,
CAUSE IS THAT NOT THE WAY ITS MEAN'T TO BE,
LETS FINISH WITH THE DRINK,
AN SIT AN THINK OF ALL I WILL HAVE
WHEN I STOP THE DEMONS AN DOUBTS,
LEAVE THEM BEHIND FOREVER,
I DON'T WANT OR NEED THESE Ds,
THIS TIL THE END I CAST,
THIS SPELL FOR THIS IS ME.
Written by
darren laird
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   darren laird
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