COLLAGE OF RHYMES I: GOLD
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This heart that bled
This heart that melts
This heart of stone
This heart of gold
We tear our insides
We heal on the outside
We, are but mortals made of stone,
Statues that beat with hearts of gold.
We are nothing but flesh and bones
Searching for kindred souls.