"Desert Tree Garden"
i could see the love in every leaf,
the bleed in every rose,
the heart in every lily,
to your feet and your toes,
the lights will concore those,
the feelings when jesus came back,
and the garden of eden,
the darkness turns birds into bats,
your life,
far from the end,
this gardens in a world of sin,
it maybe hot,but were hotter,
noone else brings pity to us but our selves,
and they say your temper got smaller,
bipolar is the word,
but dont think i need help,
unless i help myself,
in the tree garden.
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