FALSE ORCHID
A vain flower blooming
That lasts but one day,
She blossoms forth
With grace and hope.
Such beauty not to Purdue.
She sucks you up.
Takes the best of you.
And then she's gone.
She disappears
Leaving you lost
Lingering on those mysteries.
Only to reappear
When you most need it
In your weakest unsuspecting moment
Then to once again vanish
Like a genie's vapor.
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