Worn thin
tree branches break.
But the roots grow ever still;
her heart wrapped in scars,
yet deep inside of her there remains love.
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
Worn thin
tree branches break.
But the roots grow ever still;
her heart wrapped in scars,
yet deep inside of her there remains love.
If I am to be remembered, let it be for the love Ive shown.
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