The rich heiress looked at the four walls of her room for the last time and as she lay on her bed, at her last breath she said l'eternite,
Till eternity
And she was gone ,the heiress that had it all but had no one .
The Riches she adored and worshipped remained while she was gone , taken by the cold hands of death.
Lots of love 💕,
Jummie❤.
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Expensive prison By Jummie_white
PoetryAnything could be a prison , it doesn't have to be the usual bars and chains but to me, anything that holds one captive is a prison. Do not love the things of the world for everything is vanity for it is all vain. Just like this poem says; "Do not...
