Another book for mindless poetry Bittersweet moments Appreciation towards the silence All little things in this world that make you stay Or, what small reasons you have left Warm and sweet to dreadfully calm and hidden under a mask of that sweet facade "Flower crows are pretty things Vines entangled so tightly together Looping and alive Yet lasts only days Enjoyment withers and soon the crown has lost its charm Whether you keep the crown staged on its throne Or leave it to rot further in the trash It's original likeness never failed to impress you What changed?"