The vines would've never let go of the misguided tree
They tried to keep it upright, since the tree was falling, willingly
The vines filled in the empty space where the tree had succumbed to vulnerability
"This isn't okay, you know? You're meant to stand tall"
"Who cares what people say, if I fall, then I fall"
The vines started coiling, loosening the grip
"Are you ready for the fall? It lasts longer than you think"
"I'll manage, I think I really am falling for a purp-"
As I let her go and the dirt picked up, and the man made her fall with no intentions on giving a single fuck, I was put to blame.
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