Beauty in your wilted,
Drooping decline
Precious such as, the
Realization of Death,
Creeps into your subconscious
Colour in your withered,
Frail petals, hidden
From view of the keen observer
But Demanding the attention
Of an interesting bloom
Life in your falling,
Shriveled stem, that
Glows with a decisive interest
In Ending your Days
-Poem Fanatic
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