Lily
It began as a small bud
On a stem
That went unnoticed
Looking like any old plant
That bud bloomed
Into a beautiful lily
And among the other shrubs
Became noticed
Its stem stood tall
With confidence
Its bright petals caught the eye
And curiosity
Until it was forcfully taken
From its roots
From its source of life
And quickly began to lose a pinch of beauty
For its capture knew
That it had to be sacrificed
To gain
The love of another
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