Dying
Dying
It was alive for so long
Dwindling in the sunlight
Closed off from civilization
Only to free itself
From kings and vices
I dreaded the day
That your petals would fall
Gracing the ground
Ever so sweetly
The water gone
The earth dry
Your soul crumbled
Copyright © Ashley Daly | Year Posted 2005
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