Coppers aren’t supposed to cry
Raise me up and carry me home
There is no longer a reason to be alone
See me there with my head held high
Coppers aren’t supposed to cry
Those are the things I remember true
Stamped forever forming part of what I do
Bury it down or sliced out and thrown by
Coppers aren’t supposed to cry.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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