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When Will I Bite Into A Rotten Apple?
I tend to an apple tree in my backyard, pouring out all I have
On my hands and knees, I pull the thorny weeds
Its fruit so sweet, my calloused hands scorched with blisters
become soft as a mothers song, even for
just a bite
On my hands and knees, I pull the thorny weeds
Its fruit so sweet, my calloused hands scorched with blisters
become soft as a mothers song, even for
just a bite
Published 21st Jun 2022
Author's Note
About putting work into a relationship for the good moments, but worried if it'll go wrong/end 💫🍎
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- Edited 29th May 2023 7:45am
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