Torn between two leaves
Underneath this poisonous tree
Wood decayed
Nightshades arrayed
We lay underneath free
The moisture begins to infiltrate our skin
Air breaths thick
But we do not leave
Instead we bind to the bark how it burns and leaves us scars
Addicted to the delicate flowers it blooms
Unaware of the death sentence it grooms
We plant seeds and invest time
Set camp and shout this turf is yours and mine
Slowly becoming present of the fate this vegetation makes
Shake dust off our heads
Complain the dirt for allergies we secrete
Brush it to the side
If only we opened our eyes to see the grass failing
Loosen ground
Yet we still shake our heads stubbornly
Move camp gently to the right,
Few more years and we will have no more home.
When will we learn our lesson that this tree isn’t permanent but just a loan.
To abandon means to live to stay means to die.
Will you lie with me till time expires?
Inhale the lavish nightshades
Accept we are no good for each other but still stay as the poison reaches our veins.
For you are my favorite stain.
I’m willing to bleed with you
Allow my weight to cause you pain.
Be buried in absolute.
To fall asleep underneath this poisonous tree.
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