Petal from a Flower, so bright and vivid you grow so beautifully in an unfortunate world of Death.
To bring wonders, you come and wither to dust.
For the World you bring smiles and clarity to superficial love.
How unfair to be The Flower. Full of beauty you waste away.
So mysterious you glow with the light of the Moon, with such beauty for one purpose to Die.
You illuminate many gardens which scream of Deadly Secrets.
In Elegance you Dance as the Dandelion dissolves away in Sadness.
Distressed Flower, in adversity you stretch your roots, you Dream, you Hope, you Inspire.
Dreaming that one day you’ll be Free from your chained purpose of Death.
In Hopes that somehow the Earth will continue on forever.
Inspiring the Universe in which you flourish.
As you secretly cry, precious Flower, You still continue to grow; your courage and endless beauty will stay with the World forever when you're gone.
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