Mercy
Have mercy on my soul.
For there's some things I do not know.
Written stories have gone untold.
Water the rose, over time it'll grow.
What do you call a home, that's not a home?
Lonely child, no one to hold.
Embraced changes on my own.
Forgive me, lost on a dangerous road.
My two eyes watched my life unfold.
It was me or the past, I had to let it go.
Was it worth it? Now I know.
A seed in the dirt, again I rose.
Still searching for the unknown
Have mercy onto my soul.
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