Fragile Empires (The Personal) Poem by DM W
Fragile Empires (The Personal)
Fragile empires not built to last
Soon shatter like sheets of glass.
O fragile hearts that beat so fast
Cruelly break in love's desperate grasp.
O we play endless, futile games
To mask the stillness & silence.
We fabricate faux lives every day;
To distract ourselves from the darkness.
O how our fragile empires rise and fall
Until we cannot build them anymore.
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