Fleeting

Light flashes
Streaks
Disappears
Before one breath is taken
As does life
In the eyes of our creator
So many moments
Experiences
Loves
hates
Touching lives
Lives touching
All jammed
Int
o One breath.
Then it’s gone
Leaving nothing
To show
A soul ever lived.

Published by Storyteller

I am a writer. Words are my tools, and the world is my workshop. Without mercy, I manipulate my reader’s emotions until I have them believing what they formerly thought impossible.

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