I must plow the heart earth
Leave it fallow for a season or two
Let the ravens & crows settle
Where there used to be you
Let weeds grow, shambles and thorns
Get it back to before I was born.
Tear out the roots of the love
That took over the garden so wild
Let snow & rain do their job from inside
Let the winds blow away the last seed of love
That dared to stay longer than a day.
If the time comes when i plant again
Only a savage garden will grow
Where foxes and field mice may rest
Without your love still in my chest.
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