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As These Flowers Wither... Now I must DecayFor these mountains have eyes that stare back at meUntouched, nature perseveres What once was enchanted by beauty now fades into darkness Lost under the gaze, Under the watch of the sunset My past, the ceremony of forgetfulness Fading fast I’m lost in eternity The shard of life forgotten and left to wither Decayed as this flower now coming to its end I watch you wither and silently decay Reduced to a fragment of your former self I see you change I watch you die I see you change I watch you die |