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Dying Flower
Blue contrasts to her pink.
She who is always back there,
Hidden from view.
Quiet and simple, delicate and sweet.
Nothing unique, nothing new.
He believes different, though never will he tell.
Hidden thoughts, deep feelings
That no one will ever know.
Shy, the word's a good description,
For there, always hanging back, the both of them.
Never the courage, only the dream.
Other comparisons fail, for she is his.
And he will have her, hold her near.
Only thing wrong is this fear.
Days pass, then months and years,
Never had he the courage to face her tears.
Given up hope, the years pass on and he sees her play,
Her last song, with her last breath.
He didn't know, and now she too is gone,
Nevermore is she seen?
Nevermore does he have the chance to overcome?
No, for she was a flower and he was her water.
Slowly, she wilted away without him.
He could not help it and sadly,
She died, the last time he walked away.
No longer could she live without him there,
And he never got that courage over fear.
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