Feb 20 2013

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Published by at 9:45 am under emo Poems

A wax doll is what I shall be
A carving made from stone
A thing of glass and frozen tears
A thing that stands alone.

A statue is what I shall be
From metal, wood and clay
Just welded pain and molded hope –
That’s what I am today

An object is what I shall be
To look upon in fear
A tall, imposing, fright’ning thing
That’s been created here

A canvas is what I shall be
A thing painted by hand
Made beautiful and of a kind
On popular demand

A sculpture is what I shall be
Bronze figure shines like gold
Then metal starts to age and die
Now simply just looks old.

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