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A Barren Heart
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A Barren Heart
03-31-13
Frigid as a winter’s night,
You sacrificed our love yet
mine for you burns like summer,
though I await spring;
the transitions, the changes.
Maybe then I can transformation
these feelings.
Your winter’s worries
chilled the roses,
the red, the yellow, the pink.
They’re all dead.
A desolate barren heart
covered over by your snow.
Categories: The Worm
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