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A poem about the aftermath of a bad breakup and things left behind. |
| I Tried To Kill Our Tree I tried to kill our tree The one you left here when you left me I tried neglect and apathy But its stubborn roots testify against us So I nurse it back now as a witness I pruned it of the sickness of your infidelity And broke off all the branches of your memory The plants all around it bowed down to the ground And they lost all their color, but this tree is so stubborn Some leaves did fall from it, but others grew up And replaced your disgrace with their protest I tried to kill our tree The one you left here when you left me I tried to avoid it and ignore its needs Tried to do to it what you did to me But then I saw its strength and resiliency And I discerned the truth it was teaching me That I’m not like you and I’ll never be And this tree’s not you, it grows wonderfully This tree—my tree |