Beating Tree Poems

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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I was born to this world.

Worlds apart from my heart.
It fell into a river.
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You told me a story one day & asked me a question the next day.
Well here is mt answer today.
No, I don't want to be you but, I don't want to be me.
No, I don't want to be you but, I don't want to be me.
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I am a tree,
Sitting on this hill,
There are no other trees,
Just some bushes and those things that crawl all over me.
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The people of the sky, do you think they turn the sky grey?
The ones with holy wings, do you think they make the birds sing?
The people of the clouds, do you think they make the clouds cry?
The ones with golden halos, do you think are always watching?
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