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Cold Cold is the flesh of one departed But not forgotten, not alone Their name is lost but their deed remembered Cold is the flesh, cold like stone Hard Hard was the task of those departed To give all, and remain unknown But they did not falter, remained unyielding Hard are the features on a face of stone Strong Strong were the spirits of those departed Even when lead tore flesh from bone They marched as ever for king and country Strong were the beats of their hearts of stone. Proud Proud are we to have come to know them The men and women who call this land home Ever defiant, ever courageous. Proud am I of this my land of stone.
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
Land of Stone
Cold Cold is the flesh of one departed But not forgotten, not alone Their name is lost but their deed remembered Cold is the flesh, cold like stone Hard Hard was the task of those departed To give all, and remain unknown But they did not falter, remained unyielding Hard are the features on a face of stone Strong Strong were the spirits of those departed Even when lead tore flesh from bone They marched as ever for king and country Strong were the beats of their hearts of stone. Proud Proud are we to have come to know them The men and women who call this land home Ever defiant, ever courageous. Proud am I of this my land of stone.
"Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once." William Shakespeare. This is probably the piece im most proud of.
#britain#death#pride#society#patriot#patriotic
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18/M/A Dying Time
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
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