When It Dies

She arrives like she always has arrived
To light up the hidden and the failed
Beam bright, keeps warm, alive
Until It dries - the infusion fails

But when it dies, that damn rose, you could see it
But you磍l never hear a sigh
And when it dies thereç£ó no more you can do
Than mourn and fade your smile
When it dies?

Born fine, prepared to stand the rain
Rewind won't help the defaced

Whatever you could say to it
Whatever you could do about it
ō¬eutralized