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Time Flies (When Youre Dying Inside)

Time flies when you're having fun? Bullshit, time flies when you're down and done. Time flies when you're dying inside. When you're picking up the pieces and crying in need, time leaves. There's no time, to settle or ease. There's no time, because time never sleeps. There's no time, so don't beg and don't plead. Time will leave you for dead. Time left, and it doesn't care about the time that you spent. You're going through the motions and you're barely alive but, time flies when you're dying inside.
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