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Change.
Within my own being I'm having a personal war;
The old me wants the quite life,
The new me just wants more.
Confidence is a virtue that the new me has just learnt,
Old me likes the safe route... No chance of getting burnt
I'm torn between my two halves not knowing what to do
To live life in the fast lane. And live it as my due.
OR to live life in the slow lane
Where my heart has always stayed
but now I've tasted you,
It will never be the same...
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