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My Tree
Of love
Of life
Of green growing trees
All age and so on feel pain
Hurting another
Cause pain to thyself
But not knowing so
Until the deed is done
Walking away
All in a sluff
Adding to my depression
My personal grief
One tall standing tree
Strong and held
Slowely is chipped away at
And ever falls apart
So sorry to see the tree fall
A tiny rose blossom tries to life the tree
She cannot though for
The tree won't move
Trying still
The rose is weak
She to is wearing down
But won't give in
She knows she can do it
But the tree must help
He must find strength within him
And try lifting himself
He will rise
And be the mightiest tree
Standing strong and tall
But still feeling pain
This little rose blossom
Looking upon this fallen tree
Sees all this as she stands
She believes in the tree
The tree however
Feels as though he may never rise again
But our little rose knows different
She knows he shall one day rise
Rise up so tall
That he may forget her
But she will never forget him
He has left a mark on her from his fall
Sad dear little rose
Thinking of that day
Knowing it will come
Hoping things can change
This little rose hopes
That her dear tree
May be so strong to lift himself
She is not needed in his life
She knows this
And so moves on
Someday they shall meet once more
And that makes all of the difference to both
