Tabula Rasa

They all wish upon a star, to change just what they are

Go back, do it again! -‘d change my life and just begin

They dream so very far, not knowing about the scars

Burns and cuts earned over time, make up what is yours and mine

To start over is no bliss, but a touch from the devil’s lips

You lose what you’ve found and won’t find again

Tabula rasa is a sad sin

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