you accepted the promise in the darkest part of the forest but
the trees they whispered it was
not for you
it was not for you
you respected the goddess but the wind blew honest and
it was not for you
not for you
and then the moon broke free of the clouds
suddenly you saw through her shroud
her gaze was in a daze the haze you made
surrounded
not for you
you may walk the walk but you don't
talk the talk and her heart is locked
but for a memory
of who you used to be
when you accepted her promise
her truth was honest
but now the forest weeps for you
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