“Nothing gold can stay”,
You say,
But the memories and colours?
Where will they go to-day?
The best things in life will end,
While wounds only time will mend?
Nothing can last forever?
Reconsider, dear friend.
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A Handful of Words: An Anthology of Original Poetry
PoetryThis will be an on-going collection of every piece of poetry I write. Thanks!
