《Poems》Oh, to be a statue forgotten
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I will wait for the world to stop
With our faces carved in marble
Lips inches apart forever close
Touching barely but never fully
Till there are cracks from old age
And we're drowning in some lake
Abandoned left to our own heaven
Surrounded by wildlife and hope
And no one remembers us anymore
But we still remember them
Because their memories live on
Written across our bodies' cold surface
Pulled safely beneath our broken wings
Secrets that we take to another life
And though they've long forgotten
We know what they've always wanted
Every time they ask of us the same
Don't let the world forget us angels
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