It's funny how beautiful trees can be
We decorate them in the winter
And play with them in the spring
But we cut down the tree to provide
But we break the branches as we climb
It's funny how terrible your mind can be
Hiding in the winter
And lying in the spring
But the walls crumbled as we strive to leave
But it's cutting of oxygen we need to survive
That's why our wrists are like trees
We need them to live
so stop cutting them down
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