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Ivy Tree
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Delicate The past memories of you
were just ivy on brick, ivy along a tree,
within were the emotions that connected you and me.
Suffocating in the summer heat, enveloping every structure of being,
wrapping around my heart until it stops beating.
And then autumn arrives. The trees that were once you and me
are now deceased and all that's left to be seen is the unfallen leaf
still holding on, competing with your ivy.
We never stood a chance when the seasons changed.
You were ivy and I was a suffocated tree.
