Dust To Dust
A river is just water
But a whole lot more
A fire is just a flame
But a whole lot more
My heart has got no name
What are you fighting for?
It's all true
A tornado is just wind
But a whole lot more
An old lady is trying to sing
With a voice so pure
A sparrow has broke her wing
And is laying on the floor
What do i do?
Pain erases pain
Death brings out the rain
Happiness can be in vain
What do we do?
My heart is made out of love but a whole lot more
I have told you the truth
It's all true
I'll leave it upto you
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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