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Who is that?
In my tree?
He's green and round.
He's watching me.
What should i do?
walk away?
Oh I know
just what to say.

"You there sir,
not much of a sir,
why are you in my tree?
Aggressivly moving around
then you're still,
but look like you want to be free.

You hold on tight
like your afraid to leave,
yet you look so angry and scary the same
i feel my eyes decieve

frantically curling up small
then opening up and spreading your wings
who are you,are you mean?
are you one that stings?

i move in closely
and as i **** theres a huge relief ,
the terror drains as i shout
its ok guys ...its a leaf!
Tears are treasures
Fears are fires
You choosed both of'em
Treasures burn in fire
The fear turn'em shier
I'm not a prominent liar
I board in the way to growth
To accept all the tears I throw
I tell the way
Please be fair
I'd be glad to share
What is rare
I couldn't bear
The sadness gotten from ma soul
I count on my goals
N the charecter I roll
I wonder in all
Promises I gave my own
They tremble my certain bone
I fed up with my phone
That's known
For shopping from amazon
Or is it a dead zone
Tries to get us involved
Impossibaly,tears can't solve
Never judge imressively
It dues to written aggressivly

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