Lyrical Preview Pt 2

"Tiger Trees"

I saw your cursive name get drawn
Its pinking tendrils blanket my lawn
Its whipping q's spell:
"I want you to believe my name."
You're tiger tree branch and I'm the leaves
Your roaring cataracts are not believed
I've got six friends.
I wish that they could see your name
And they don't.

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