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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Inspired by other member I wrote it quickly so know the format is always please comment with critical or inspirational thoughts nothing hurts me anymore :~)


We love and lose
even abuse
the love and light we cherish
but with certainty it will perish
By death
by our actions
by hand or words
a will we dont fathom
is it God?
Or is the random?
that plauges us
finding goodness
happiness in someone
we think we know
or we believe we know
inside and out
But its just not so
secrets and dark places
they come and go
we lose...we lose
someone we know
love, love them
its almost for real
only a moment
Not likely to find fault
Falt in them
but its there
if you concentrate
its there if you contemplate?
because we are all imperfect?
We are all so fragile
like glass figurines
flying through time
our purpose is only a shine
a flash in time
Enjoy the sunshine
find a way to pass the time
keep alive
do all you can
just like you do
Each day on end
daughters and sons
after all that happens
we are all just figurines of glass...figurines of glass

Submitted: October 15, 2021

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LE. Berry

I loved your comparison to glass figurines datakon. Nicely put.

Fri, October 15th, 2021 7:51pm

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