This breath,
Taken for granted,
This heartbeat,
Keeping time,
All so very fragile,
And fleeting.
This life,
Lived to the fullest,
When some can only dream,
Gone, but not forgotten,
By current memories.
And so we fade,
Into history,
A footnote of the past,
Enjoy the bumpy ride my friends,
I hear it doesn't last.
This poem I already know by heart :)
ReplyDeletethanks. you must be good at memorizing things. just wrote it today.
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