The irony of life
Is our biggest fear is to forget
Yet it's the only certain fate
That anything has ever met
We know one day our earth
Will find itself victim to time
That nothing will be left
To tell of your story or mine
And still through life we rush
Scrabbling for something to remember
Perish the thought that ash be ash
And not the memory of an ember
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Erin Hanson Poems
PoetryA collection of Erin Hanson poems, which you can find on her website, tumblr, or instagram: @thepoeticunderground (disclaimer: i am NOT the original author of these poems. i am simply a fan who decided to compile them into a wattpadd story)
