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It's that time, time to let you loose.

Time to let go of this invisible noose.

Time to say goodbye and have my cry.



All this time you wanted and needed your freedom.

How was I so dumb? How were we so dumb?

I quess my addiction really has turned us to fiction.



So it's that time, time to cut all ties

while our love fades away and dies.

I will miss everything about you, but what am I to do?

You've found someone else to screw.



When I first found out about Brian I felt like dying.

But this is the second time around, and at the end of this

you and me will not be found. Baby Girl, How's that sound?



Internal forces tell me to stay.

But it's that time. Time to Leave and push you away.

Hopefully never to see you one day,

so I can continue on and get out of this Soap Oprera like play.