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Literature Text
The tree is life
whose leaves
are sensitive
to change.
Drops in warmth,
they dry
a crumbling death.
While others marvel
at its colourful decay,
Crying
its over
all too soon.
Weave a web
or leave instead.
I’m prisoner
to my will to live.
Roots deep in dirt,
I dig to rip them out.
Darkness, my blanket
You’ll never leave me astray.
I thought
you were blinding
my path,
when you were
just showing me
the way.
[A.R]
whose leaves
are sensitive
to change.
Drops in warmth,
they dry
a crumbling death.
While others marvel
at its colourful decay,
Crying
its over
all too soon.
Weave a web
or leave instead.
I’m prisoner
to my will to live.
Roots deep in dirt,
I dig to rip them out.
Darkness, my blanket
You’ll never leave me astray.
I thought
you were blinding
my path,
when you were
just showing me
the way.
[A.R]
A Colourful Decay.
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