The Fall of Rome

Say you love me like laugh lines
on a paper map leading nowhere
but your eyes
Are cold like lead and time
They corrupt the empire we’ve built

Love me like violence
Oppressive and sharp
Pierce me like the criminals
and hang me for the birds
To tear apart my foundation

Love me like the Rubicon
we never crossed
It was much too cold
And the cost, much too high
Veni Vidi Perdidi

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