Fortune Is Fleeting Poem by DM W

Fortune Is Fleeting



Fortune comes quickly and fortune soon goes.
And we are not prepared for fate's cruel blows.
In the depths of your eyes: the fading light.
We're left defeated in the sagging night.

Thursday, March 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: fortune
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