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Troubled Tree

I'm like the seasons,
I change from time to time,
You never understood me,
Chin up full of pride.

When summer came,
You had fun in the sun,
You played all day, from dusk till the day was done.
When summer came to an end and autumn stepped in,
You danced in my leaves, like it was a festival of colors.
But while you were out galloping among the flowers, I began to wither.

Winter came, you stayed indoors,
I became faded, everything was ice cold.
The thing that kept you close,
Was no more,
Every time I reached out, you'd shut the doors.

Confined in this bark, is a heart that became cold,
When spring came,
I sprouted no vibrant leaves for a soul.
Years have passed,
And I'm still here,
Here in the dark,
Consumed by past fears.
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