Cut Me Down

Arms open wide, I embrace the rain,

The cold air feels like death in motion.

I am vulnerable, but I am brave,

But I’m not ready for the end.

 

I love the sky and everything beneath,

Even though there’s decay to be seen.

There’s treasures to be found, if you know where to look,

And there’s more than just gold worth holding on to.

Look at me as you wish, but know one thing,

Try as you may, but you can’t cut me down.

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