Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I haven't wrote in so long
My notebook smells like must
Living in a new day and age
I don't deserve this page
My life's been so full right now
I find I'm bathing in rage...
I'm writing on torn pages
Antique memories mix in with with yellow
I'm dreaming of a life one day that will be peaceful and mellow
My future is beautiful, but my past is gory
If mercy is the seed then God plant in me glory...
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