
Williamston
You can add
Or subtract
You can count on a laugh or a paragraph
When it’s least appropriate
I am heartless, I am heartless
Whittled girl
Little courage
On verge of a cliff, on a precipice
I step in too cowardly
I am heartless in Williamston
Fallen men lay ablaze the street
While trophies smile and greet
Make haste to channel conversation
“I am proud and aged”
Put your hands upon this book
I am one of them too
Can you forgive me?
I can be so heartless
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