Prune
Cut down what you do not like of me
Growing wrong-all wrong-it's all you see
Strip away my beauty
Once was I so tall...so large and proud
But you cut me down to the crowd
Strip away my beauty
Why must I be changed so
Why couldn't you just let me grow
Strip away my beauty
Without my stems, my leave, my blooms I feel so bare
I am without a body now...so vulnerable--it isn't fair
Strip away my beauty
I am gone now, and in my place is an imposter
This...this thing is not me...can't you see it is an imposter
strip away my beauty
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