Oh yes,
pretty lies, doesn't it?
What you thought was a blooming flower, is in its purest form a deceiving coward.
Yet, you were pulled by the beauty, weren't you?
You shone your hearts' divine ray on their face, didn't you?
But then, the pretty face just became hell.
Its arrogance shot an arrow that went straight through the veins of your heart.
Perhaps we must select the book with a good story in the time coming.
Even though the cover might look lifeless;
It is perhaps our hearts that must align to find it fill up with colors again.