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Ashes

By Srsiri All Rights Reserved ©

Poetry

Ashes

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Your heart crashes
And mines gone bust

This is war now
You've got no where to hide
It's time for you to take a bow
For you've chosen your side

It's all over for you
As this relationship burns down
Fed up with the lies you spew
And now I've stolen your crown

Get out while you can
You're safe no longer
For I'm a righteous man
And this just became a slaughter

Say goodbye to your throne
You sit on it no more
Say goodbye to everything you own
Or you'll be leaving more than just sore

You're morally bankrupt
And I'm sick of it all
You heart is corrupt
And your pride just became your fall

So goodbye to you
You've earned your fate
Everything I've said is true
And I'll no longer wait

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Your heart crashes
And mines gone bust


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