Life In Pen

Life was never written or engraved in the world's finest gold

Written in feather ink pen

Never meant to be rewritten nor unwritten

But recorded in the book of rights and wrongs

God's vast circum screen

Never re-winded but oddly replayed

Dreams, Deja Vu

I've been told of a fresh start, a new beginning

Who would think theres a fresh start a new beginning

Ignorant to fill the human mind with a loop hole to winning

If I'm not mistaken History is never erased

And this fool thinking it can vanish without a trace

Houdini

But here me out we learn from mistakes so there for why erase the only trace to lesson to replaced

Fixed, Renewed

A better action in that reaction

So never erase that page

THE BOOK OF LIFE IS TO BE PUBLISHED AND NOT WRITTIN IN PENCIL TO BE ERASED