New
There was something, something in me broken
something crawled away and died.
A lost soul wandering down streets that had no name
the angel looked at me and cried, I wish you were new.
She said, I see that you are dying,
that you have given up this fight.
You have succumbed to all the bitterness and hate,
and you have walked away from life.
I wish you were new.
There was a moment, when I heard you whisper
There was a moment, when I heard you scream
And as I lay down on the broken pieces
I closed my eyes into a dream
where I was new.
When I woke up the next morning
with ashes covering my skin
The walls had fallen all around me
but the brightest sun was shining in
and I felt new.
In the moment when I heard you whisper
In the moment when I heard you scream
As I lay down all the broken pieces
I took back my right to dream
and I was new.
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