She sold her heart for armor
and now she's rusting out
She waits there in The Garden
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With bones and music boxes
Hard hands and frozen eyes
She waits there in The Garden
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It's so real, this love is gone
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Send your sadness out to sea
watch this burning city breathe
I'll wait here in The Garden
Pull out your dirty knives, cut
the ribbons from your eye
I'll wait here in The Garden
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The Shannara Choronicles: Songs, Poems & Stuff
PoetryThis is a collection of fan-made poems, songs and videos. If you find something that I should include in this collection, put the link in the comments down below (and thank you). I hope you guys enjoy reading and watching.
