If you leave me, I would become a tree,
Away from the world in a lonely silence,
Only nurtured by water and food everytime,
Fixed place, invisible tears and shedding leaves.
Never do that to me, thus you should find,
someone is weeping bitterly in your garden behind,
Gazing two teared eyes would always be fixed on you
Unable to even express my feelings as it is hide.
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