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Dust to Dust
When we see the things we do is nothing but despair.
When we lost the image we pictured our memories are gone.
Dust to Dust.
Our shadows are gone.
We come to a new day,
where everything is ripped apart.
But in the end we see the light,
but nothing but darkness in the night.

Fire the cannons raised our heads.
Dust to Dust.
A child is here.
Until, we see the accident they do,
it doesn't start until a new age.



© Breanna Holton