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I still sit in my tree the sky grows grey like how my brother was yesterday I watch I want to help but this was here for eternal years I watch as the colors all around turn into brown hoping the tree will keep me safe The glass has broken millions escape free they say they have glee but really they are afraid I refuse to grab the pear I still fear the repair I want to live in my tree with all my friends but they won't come I guess it all repeats I watch the poor Rocks tear apart A hand in the sky comes with a tortured moan gives a intimate touch that destroys all that has grown I still watch in my tree waiting for it all to end so I can grab my pear and give up this death 2 4 8 3 7 6 they told me what is so special? the numbers mean something I have yet to know or have I known for eternity? I can't watch this but I have to Why do I cry When I knew it'd all happen? 5 Stars come down from the sky with a broken fountain I finally see why they are such a legend they reach out with their 12 arms hoping to fix it or are they trying to destroy it 11 eyes fly to create 22 Stars to fly out 36 eyes why? Why? WHY? And I watch the only remaining ones The Ants, Rocks, Stars, and The Hand I think they all are done |