The Day Is Mine
The Day Is Mine
The day is mine
To burn alive
Or seek salvation
Simple things
Gestures and smiles
My heart
I lost
Cracked and faded
My memories
Are dusty
Sitting
In a battered box
These places
We used to love
My heart isn't real
It's an echo
Of what it once was
This box
Is taped shut
With duct tape
This could be the end
Or
The very beginning
The day is mine
To burn alive
Or seek salvation
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