Dust to Dust (cliche I know)

Blood and tears
Blood and tears
Crying for passion and pain
Everything that was me is not
And I’ve melded into new clay

Quite and hurt
Quite and hurt
Life seems to spin around me
Everyone is dancing and I’m standing
A creature born anew, awoken by heat

Death and love
Death and love
Controverisal in hope and thought
Controlled by humans or so they say
I have charred and become dust.

Dust and dirt
Dust and dirt
Humans are but mud of the earth
We harm to destroy what will one day end
Like I have…dust to dust

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By ChildofDeath

A little gothic girl going to a boarding school.