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She wakes up in the morning

and so begins her confusion.

Yesterday it wasn't so bad

Or was it all illusion?



The mirror shows a face

that could use a little sleep

the eyes are bright and shinning

but her smile's a little weak



The flowers on the table

in a bottle glass vase

wilt  towards the carpet

as she puts on her face



Once vibrant and beautiful

strong of stem and scent

now they sit in water

stems weak and bent



Why can't it be another day

why can't there be another way

What else is there to say

except good bye



She doesn't want to do this

There's nothing left to do

Her heart will break to do so

but she has to see it through



Without a second thought

She heads out towards the door

slamming it behind her

as the last petals hit the floor.