The Broken Forest
i live in a broken forest
with trees sprouted
from wounded hearts,
whose waxy leaves drip
their tears at night;
the ground is soaked
through with blood,
which waters the thorns that
creep up from the ground;
all sunlight is choked out by the
twisted growths high above,
and though i know
somewhere, blue skies reign
i cannot seem to find my way
out of this bleeding, broken forest
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