am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

Futile

She finally realized that sometimes,

even when you give it your absolute best,

the greener pastures will come and sweep it all away.

Sometime it doesn’t matter what you could have done.

It will all go up in flames and the flames will take you too…

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