t r e e b r a n c h // a short poem/mini saga She was like the branches of a tree, she thought. She had to hold onto all that weight during the summer, when there was more time to worry about stuff, and when winter rolled around and she became an inconvenience, they left her for the cold musty ground, for she had nothing else to give. And she knew she was being used. She just didn’t want to face it. ~ ~ ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ᴀ ɴ ᴅ ᴄ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ ɪ ᴛ s ~ ↪ title : t r e e b r a n c h // a short poem/mini saga ⇢ time (used to write) : idk like a minute or two maybe?? ▶ music : 5 min relaxation (idk the actual title ackk sorry!!) ⤳ thumbnail : made on canva note: this is not edited :) ISTG I WILL FIGHT SOMEONE WHY IS THE THUMBNAIL NOT LOADING T.T ok nvm its working now :D-- #writing #shortpoem #minisaga #treebranch
