Pain of Beauty
Now that I left
my family and friends
I won't last too long
I'll be put on display
and bloom for a while
I don't want to die
my life just begun
why did you pick me
and what have I done
I was happy out there
out there with the rest
now I'm in here
waiting for the end
oh I'll shine for a day
maybe two or three more
but then I'll wither away
until I fall to the floor.
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