Stone Heart: Reflect
Watching stains on the sidewalk..
Listening to the birds talk,
- Mind's Gone.
No one with the words to say..
or listen to the words I say,
- I'm Alone.
Soft whispers of those who hate..
leading me towards a horrid fate,
- Should've Known.
That they can always say they're here for me..
But words can't overpower what I see,
- Word Prone.
& Though my demeanor is nonchalant..
I have something I no longer want,
- A Heart..Of Stone.
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