This imaginative and emotional piece was written by Cariikid.

Beauty dwells,

It dwells within death,

And within life,

This I've come to understand.

Two years ago,I watched this flower wither and fall,

Simply because the one which bloomed next to her,

Had beauty unlike her own.

Now the flower who withered was beautiful,

But could never believe it,

So she bent with every gust of wind,

And drowned every rainy eve.

Until one day, the flower gazed at her neighbor,

And finally gave up,

Letting her petals dry up and her stem fall flat.

She had been beautiful,

But too caught up in another's beauty,

To ever realize her own.

-c.k.c