Cut The Rot

Cut the rot out from your tree, before it spreads, before it bleeds. Don't you hold to wilted things, you must let fall the old dead leaves.

You must know fear is rising weeds, it wraps your bark, it chokes your seeds. You've got to learn to kill the things that trap your heart, that stoke disease.

So cut the rot and you'll be free, it's time for change, it's time for spring. Don't hold onto fallen leaves, Cut the rot and save your tree.

©ThoughtsToMyself

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