She was a flower
The inspiration for verses
Her dance along with breezes,
Was something all admired.
Waiting for the pleasant one
Knowing it would have no limit
Yet she still did.
The fall she went through
Hardest among all falls
Taught that the world
Was such a cruel place.
Almost destroying her completely
Too real for the fake one
Not deserving her elegancy.
But the time will come
Blooming above them,
Will be everyone's envy
Seeing her grace, some eyes
Will be filled with tears, as the owls
Cry when the moon shines
Brightly, ruling the vast sky alone.




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