Winter's Wheel

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My heart is dead,
All my dreams merely
Whispers on the wind.
All the hope that I stored
Has crumbled at my feet -
The shards of our love.
I've waited and tried
To be what you wanted,
Asking only for your love,
But all I received was pain,
A dead heart,
And shattered teardrops.

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