Dear Diary

Life's been a wash
A wash of faded colours, with no outlines, no ends
I used to think everything was black and white, good and bad
But now I see people's faces as a smudge on a canvas, wavering through the streets
I can see it clearer now, cause I know it's all blurred

Please give me the power to grow into something beautiful



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Writer(s): Connor Blake
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