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Wooden Heart
Thy wooden heart
Stands unloved
Within the forest of despair
Bare limbs reach
For passions
Still longed for
Rooted deep
In dying heartache
My tears
Unable to nourish
Dreams of sunlight
Into dank soil
Now immersed
Thy flourishing hopes now
In flora decay
Stands unloved
Within the forest of despair
Bare limbs reach
For passions
Still longed for
Rooted deep
In dying heartache
My tears
Unable to nourish
Dreams of sunlight
Into dank soil
Now immersed
Thy flourishing hopes now
In flora decay
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