if hearts grew on trees,
i'd plant seeds every day
wait patiently near mounds of earth
across rough roots i'd lay.
if tears would make them bloom,
i'd cry almost every night.
if laughter gave life to your limbs
i'd find joy with all my might.
and if i could buy your love
with the hearts i tended to
i'd give them all up, i'd cut them down
sacrificing each one for you.
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