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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?
