A mask of beautiful smile
A mask of beautiful smile
Often cheats the flower
She goes forward
And smile engulfs
The innocent flower surrenders
To mask
Unknowingly and in abrupt
After a few days
The colour of the mask fades
When the flower realises that
She finds herself
Dry, frail, worn Out...
Just before her mental death!
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Wow! Very dark and deep write, there is a price paid for vanity as time catches up and wipes away the smiles! Great write!