When The Daisies Die, The Mask Falls

Once upon a time, the daisy was bright, the forget-me-not remembered, and the rose was full of love. But one day, the sun never set, and the rain never to save the flowers from their wrath. The flowers burn, wilt, and fall, and the rain and sun laugh out loud. Time watches, and moves forward with a pitying gaze. After all, all flowers die eventually.