that's when I lost my first love
that I met my mental illness
that I stopped searching for girls to love
but for a god
to adore
one beautiful god
with lovely eyes
the sadness in a smile
and a kind of passion
for hugging trees
please god oh lady cathies
I'm praying on my knees
while I think of the trees you healed
by my side
letting me sick and sure
that it's vain to be pure
Think I read to much novels
to love
quietly
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