In the trees
between the leaves
all the growing
that we did
all the loving
and seperating
all the turning
to face each other
I divide
in the sky
in the seams
between the beams
all the loving
and seperating
all the turning
to face each other
without biodiversity
and nothing
means like I never
existed
without my home
with no reflection
I cease to exist
and my children
are dying now
inside me
my children
are dying now
inside me
my children
all I love
all I know
all I've known
I am dying now
inside me
my children
my children
