We sit on a throne of glass
so sure of ourselves
of our lives, families and assets
we think it's forever
whatever we have have made.We don't have forever
wish they told me earlier
a throne of glass is bound to shatter
to crumble and be lost
the truth is that nothing lasts forever, expect for love, that drives us mad.~•~
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For the Dead and the Dying ✓
PoetryA collection of poetry on death, dying, healing from loss and bearing it throughout your life. Poems written for all those destined to die by one whose fate is just the same. *** Started: 1/01/2023 Ended: 29/07/2023