Last year's wishes
Are this year's apologies
Some legends are told,
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me.
Remember me, for cehturies.
Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name...
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
How cruel is the golden rule,
When the lives we lived are only golden plated.
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me,
Though I carried karats for everyone to see.
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