{"sf1_id":245051,"sf2_id":"YnLZAXxe","title":"Heart Of Stone","author":"Tunuko","words":171,"posted_at":"2011-04-30T16:48:00.000Z","tags":["Other"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/245051-heart-of-stone","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLZAXxe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/77/7f/777fb9f1-5072-4e0c-bfaf-02a4fc1f2666","description":"","content":"Heart Of Stone  \n  \nWalking through the gallery  \nOne can see utmost splendour  \nIn vintage expressing forms,  \nOiled canvas and pastille smiles  \nAnd souls trapped in tombs of clay.  \nPortraits of either gender's  \nBizarre naked human form,  \nSome of which have travelled miles.  \n  \nHalls now empty, void of life.  \nLeave me standing here alone  \nAnd cold for the rest of time.  \nIf only I could feel pain,  \nEmpty halls would be my strife.  \nBut with a heart carved of stone  \nInfinite nothing is mine,  \nAn advantage, nothing gained.  \n  \nTime worn crooked breaking frames  \nHold treasures of culture's past,  \nSmiles that faded long ago  \nAre seen within cold dead eyes  \nOn faces, some without names.  \nHow long can these treasures last?  \nAs your interest in them slows  \nYour culture will slowly die.  \n  \nNow I sit gathering dust,  \nNever feeling human love.  \nSlightly broken, slightly frayed.  \nI have sat for countless years.  \nTaunted by oil canvas lust,  \nAnd darkened windows above.  \nFoolishly left and betrayed,  \nPlease come carve a single tear.  \n  \n- D.Ashford  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}