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TheseKrimzonFlames

Published: Jan 31, 2009

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Leave This Place

I am ready to leave this place, to move on,
I am ready, I am strong
I am ready, and away I will walk,
I am ready to do more than talk
I am willing to put the past behind me,
I am willing, to open my eyes and see
I am ready to see just what life is like...
I am ready and this is my time!

I am ready to leave this place behind!
I am ready to walk a thousand miles!
I am ready to go forward and learn!
I am ready to watch this place burn!

Burn...burn away...
Erasing what...was yesterday...

I am ready and willing,
To suffer for what I believe
And I am ready and willing,
To take everything that I need!
I am ready to open a door to a new life,
And to hold you in my arms, all through the night!
I am ready to see just what life is like...
And this is my time!

I am ready to leave this place behind!
I am ready to walk a thousand miles!
I am ready to go forward and learn!
I am ready to watch this place burn!

Burn...burn away...
Erasing what...was yesterday...

Leaving this place,
Is not as hard as I thought it would be...
I guess this place was never really meant for me...
I...I look ahead...
And see nothing in my path,
That I must dread!

I am ready to leave this place behind!
I am ready to walk a thousand miles!
I am ready to go forward and learn!
I am ready to watch this place burn!

Burn...burn away...
Erasing what...was yesterday...

jlp January 31, 2009

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