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mossy gravestone
i want to go out and play in the rain,
but daddy said i'd catch a cold.
i need to wash away this heart of pain,
but it's been a century,
I'm far too old.

already set in stone.
rotting skin, mossy bones,
a fading ghost with whisps for hope.

sticks and stones,
skin and bones,
I'm far too young to be this old.
the last thing I want to see
is rain,
but daddy said i'd catch a cold.