Auch das Schöne muß sterben.

There was a little girl, maybe she was 9 and she was so innocent before falling like that angel.

One day she saw the prettiest flower ever across her closed window and she stopped writting though in reality she was writting nothing cos the muses left her before the sun came at night.

So she went to the garden and tore the flower apart the earth mother and put the flower in the prettiest vase ever and put the vase on her desk.

And she waited for the ideas to hold her tightly as she thought every petal from the flower would bring her the most incredible stories to write and read and tell to everybody in this small world before sleeping.

But just one second passed away and the flower was already dead, its petals hid its secrets before reveling to her dreamer mind, then she just let her breath flies high to the thousand skies she never could reach……

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^^ beauty also must die is a sentence I learned today,if I’m not wrong, it’s from friedrich schiller.

and it's weird but true... I didn't know the flowers died if you tear them...
and I just write things like these when I'm boring.....

and I don’t know if I wrote right the title cos my computer there’s no some words…

have an amazing and lovely weekend!!!