Humans,
What odd creatures we are.
We fill our heads with
empty promises of forever,
when even the most precious things,
like time and life itself,
are temporary.
We hope to have forever,
But nothing is ever permanent.
The only thing we can keep
are the blissful memories.
This, my dear,
is all that's left for us.
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 1:57 AM UTC
Humans,
What odd creatures we are.
We fill our heads with
empty promises of forever,
when even the most precious things,
like time and life itself,
are temporary.
We hope to have forever,
But nothing is ever permanent.
The only thing we can keep
are the blissful memories.
This, my dear,
is all that's left for us.
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