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Jul 2013
The day is drawing near.
My heart is full of fear.
The line is drawn.
It is time to dry my tear.

The night is nearing dawn.
Everything is just, wrong.
Day and night I lie awake,
Knowing that I am just a pawn.

I am about to break.
I let him get into my head, that snake.
I must meet my fate.
God I made a big mistake.

It is time to push accelerate.
Time to destroy what I create.
My time to fight is here.
I will be the bate.

To my beautiful dear,
Wipe away that tear.
I will find you again.
Meet me at the pier.

I can feel the sweet cold rain.
I have fought through the pain.
I already know the game.
They will forever feel my bane.

I am the one to blame.
But my heart has the burning flame.
I cannot, will not die.
Time to take aim.

My time has come for me to be that guy.
Of course I will cry.
The day it ends everyday draws near.
Until I see you, goodbye!

The day is here.
My soul knows no fear.
I have passed that line.
Forever and always, my dear.
Daniel Peters
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