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Ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
the roses torn petal to thorn then thrown to the ground,
i feel my heart is gone and there is reason to mourn,
how can i live a life that was recently reborn?
it breaks my heart to know i have voted for change,
breaks my heart to know i ever felt so strange,
my heart aches to think never will we hold again,
never will i have to remember double eights out of my wallet,
never will Valentines day be a day i purchase chocolate,
how could a D.A.R.E. representative turn to a stoner,
how could a rising freshman turn into a goner,
my old bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down,
i wish your smile like the past could present itself to my frown,
bye bye black sheep, i can regrow my stolen wool,
at least i feel for myself, than to fall like a fool,
while Jack and Jill were going up the hill,
Humpty Dumpty had a great egg white spill,
you ringed enough of my roses, that is fine,
since you gave me no insight to three mice you made blind.