Broken Like a Tree Er Haider Khan
She broke me like a tree,
With leaves so green and branches free.
Her words were warm and kind,
And her faces wore the same design.
I cannot call her characterless,
For I respected her nonetheless.
But she took my worth and brought me down,
With fears of someone I didn't know in town.
I held onto her without a cause,
But now I see the flaws.
She used me for her gain,
And left me in endless pain.
Now I stand here, broken and alone,
Wondering why I didn't see the unknown.
But I will rise again, like a tree,
Stronger and wiser, with branches free.
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