I plan to...
When its no longer needed...
I plan to cut my heart by her roots
Burn her down like the tree she was carved from
And let her ashes float,
Put her on a free falling path on an eastern wind behind my home headed for the sea
and watch her find a new man to torment
Maybe she'll meet someone who she finally deserves
someone nothing like me, with a ribcage she can call home
and a mind she can peacefully use as a blanket when she's cold
I hope she'll be green again
touched by the love of his mid day sun
she'll grow strangling vines, perfect for your throat
yea man, I could have told you that
my heart...well...your heart, our heart
can choke from the inside out
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