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...
Shardell2007 Community Member 
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