I started writing in ink
To give up on erasing
But now I'm throwing away pages
Like all the dreams that I've been chasing
Because I lost sight of blind faith
Just as it lost its faith in me
And I've been drowning myself
With all these years of apathy
Now I'm as deep as this ocean
I'm sure someone's said that before
But I've got proof of it, hiding
Behind every unopened door
Still, I open the next
In this Quest that I've begun
Searching for Beauty
Then watching it come undone.

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