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Apr 2014
Now i know where my heart should be.
not here, nor there, or where it wants to be.
but here it'll be placed where it should be.

No more games
No more lies
No more hinderances
that would cause me to fall behind

Its not the end
Its not the end
Its just not the right time.

Sure it blazed like a dancing flame, but its time...
maybe its time for me to put it out before I burn myself to dust.

Maybe its time for me to look for something new (something fresh)
A new source of warmth, and new source of thrill that may possibly set my heart ablaze like it never has.

Oh, its not the end! (its never the end)
Its just not the right time.
things may come to an end, but where there is an end... there's an oppurtunity to start something new, or maybe something even better.
Jedidiah
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Jedidiah
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   --- and Marge Redelicia
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