Beating Tree Poems

As a red rose, I wait for freedom of the ground.
As a red rose, I wait for downpour of rain.
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Break loose, you got to leave your head loose and(x3)
if you’re not done crying then you’re not done trying.
Your tears burn, your tears burn, It makes your heart hurt.
Your love struck; too bad you’re out of luck.
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As the sun rises in the east, we lay in the west.
You believe I am not dreaming sweat dreams.
As the dogs bark to eachother the tales of beast, we have no interest.
You believe I am not hearing what is there to be heard.
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A tearfull sorrow of loss is something that consumes me every other night.
It is not a womany i fancy.
Nor a loss of a meaning.
It is not ghouls & goblins that haunt my every night.
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I am the after after.
I only do things after after.
I only do things for the cuase and effect.
My aim is to keep everything errect.
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Wicked souls are always huanting about.
I wish you wouldn't always run about.
Crawling serpents scrape thier bellys bellow.
Knowing this you leave as I follow.
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A clasp at my heart.
Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears.
I've been taken apart.
Tears Tears Tears Tears.
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An ounce of tonic & a spoon full of chronic.
I'm tripping out the door. A bunch of babble in an inconsistant rabble.
I don't know. I'm crying out for more.
For more, for more & I'm crying out for more.
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Please leave me now. My heart's gone frail.
I say 'I don't know why'
But it's because you torture me.
I fall beneath the earth. I run past the sky.
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I am beautiful only when you love me.
It's as simple as that.
Not now and not ever will i be calm when i am with you.
Notice the shaking of my bones and the shrieks of my heart.
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