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willow

I used to be 40 feet tall,
until you cut me down.
And used me.
Ripped me apart,
and burned me to ash.

You pulled at my heartstrings,
and now I can't make a sound.

You carved your name deep into my soul
and played me like your broken violin.

Your hollowed breath swept across my spirit.
Your haunted lies ran through my veins.
Your empty promises became my roots.
You became my earth.

and I couldn’t escape.