The flowers had become degraded from the lack of care over time. There petals curled up trying to savor the water that they had been given days ago. Some had fallen too weak to rise; the once stunning red had faulted with black tainting the tips of each petal. The sun was locked out with the purple curtains leaving the flowers to fend for themselves, relying on only what they could. It was almost nothing, & almost far too late to save them from their future death. It was such a shame to see such beauty go to waste.