Withered flower
Jennifer
A flower that once was alive, is now withering away from this cold world. The world that was once the flowers home, but even it has betrayed the flower. The flower withering away, just like it's home. Soon there will be nothing of the flower. The flower was once beautiful, but now ugly. Now part of it has fallen to the ground, as if it cry. The flower slowly disappearing from the world it called home.The withered flower now becomes part of the invisible world. The withered flower that was once a beautiful flower, is now gone from this world. Just like all the other flowers, that betrayed it.
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deadone
Bitter truth of life .... 👏👏👏👏
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