"Flowers, a bunch of exotic flowers.", Nick began as if recalling their beauty, "It has, small descriptions of the flowers... How they would feel if they could express emotions through poetry and how they relate to the bones of the people who died, though the poetry was meh...it kind of romanticises their deaths and compares it to their lives, it goes on to say in some parts...that those people within their lives, were nothing until they became what they are now... One part in particular goes on to say that, ' their eternal souls are trapped inside a shell that which is held up by honey filled gold...', and that everyone is beautiful without their faces...", Nick expressed inspiration in his tone as he carried on;
"And that, 'Death is an angel, one shouldn't fear his face for he is the fa
