As strong as steel, it once was.
Its lasting love holds its self together, but soon it will wither.
It becomes frail and weak, but still believes in love and the ones around it.
As strange as it is, it knows its different, but difference is what makes it so unique.
The long days go by, waiting for its day to die.
When it wilts away, everyone remembers it.
It was special as anything else, and the love it held was what made it so beautiful
nicky_12_63 · Tue Apr 03, 2007 @ 08:43pm · 0 Comments |