The Flower

From a little seed

It grew

Into a beautiful flower

Its bright colors shone in the sun

It radiated happiness

And positivity

But soon it began to change

It slowly began to droop

It could no longer hold itself upright

It began to shed its petals

One after another

And soon there was nothing left of it

But its dried up petals

Left on the ground

Like corpses in the morgue

Waiting to be buried

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