5. Time flies

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How many days passed by,
and all the while I lived in just one lie.

Which had some truth not so true.. -

It states that one special day that will definitely come,
When I can confess my love without drinking a bottle of rum.

I need to let those thoughts out,
After all they'll help me in the final bout,


It's to all the things I could merely be,
a caged bird who wants to flee...
and tell the world,

"You and I are meant,
to be."

"You and I are yet,
to be."


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