Not Made Of Stone

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Am I not made of stone?
Is this not in my bones?
This was once a part of my home,
But hiding in a maze,
That which kept me in a daze:
The lie that said I had infinite days.
My time is running down.
I’ve fallen to the ground.
My wisdom can’t be found.
I’m not as strong as I thought I was.
And I’m sure that is because
Of my sins I can’t let go.
These vices within me show
That I am not made of stone.

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