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~The Suicide Tree
In my town,
We have a tree,
And it's the strangest tree you'll ever see.
On its branches
Hangs several shoes.
Whites and reds and
Greens and Blues
Behind each pair
Is a story,
That I'm sad to say,
To some is quite gory.
We call it the suicide tree,
A tree of good souls lost,
And it's kept quite clean,
Free of dirt or moss.
Every time a soul decides to leave
We take a pair shoes
And hang them up in memory
As their folks pay their dues.
The tree is special.
It never grows leaves
Or flowers either,
So there are no bees.
Tears shed at the roots
Keep it alive,
But tears left unshed
Caused others to die.

Hello! I'm not feeling at my best lately, and a cool is starting, so I'm just...yeah

*dedicated to Z_Squared bevy ayes you helped me without realizing it. Also... JUST ASK DEREK ALREADY*

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