Literature
Imortal Lily.
Every time we grow a flower together, it wilts faster than the ones we grew on our own.
The water it grows with, is the tears we've shed.
The thorns that can hurt the fragilest of fingers are made out of pain,and sadness.
On the other side of the garden, is where the delegate glistening lily's grow.
Each lily grows with tears of joy,
every leaf if filled with trust,
All lily's grow together at the same pace and never wilt, for they are immortal.
But nothing is immortal, everything must come to an end.Someday.