like a rose kept in an empty vase,
her colours fade along with her beauty.
One by one, each of her petals wither,
day by day, she watch herself crumble.
Nevertheless, she refuse to end her misery
and held on to the small hope of life.
As beauty doesn't last forever,
she left a mark for others to see.
and as her last petal wither and fall,
all her hopes and dreams walked away.
