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I am a marble statue Forever youngA broken reminent of by gone times A bittersweet reminderA silent echo of times long gone
Bad news bends me down Like snow icing a birch tree How much more can I take before I break? Splintered into a thousand shards- I can't melt my heart anymore
What stories would old bones tell us? What stories would they sing? I can feel my soul screaming But my head won't let it in I wonder if it felt like this, Rome falling way back when.
There was a newspaper headline a few days ago ‘America Is Weeping’ All I could think was So you chose to join the party?