Wallow weeping willow;
Wallow 'til day break.
Jewels will thrust morning upon you with dew and glares
You refuse to let it get to you,
as you dance within hatred's hands
Once the fire is aglow, the stars above will watch with tears in their eyes.
Unfortunately you will not be heard,
your whispers are useless
Hopefully you will not be rescued for the lack of roses you've killed
Your roots hold a secret, bind it and keep it safe from wanderers
Willow, you are in need of better stimulation
We beg of you, stop eating hearts.
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