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each sand a memory

each shard of glass a mirror of who I am

falling from some where above

running out of time left with only distance

helpless to stop the fall

not giving resistance

I would if I could

but the hour has left me and the moment is gone

as a broken hourglass lies still as can be

there is no tomorrow no moment but now

trying to define what this has all been about

who would have thought I had loved you?

who would have thought that I cared?

if I had the chance to do it over

I would have never been there

as I now lay broken with many faces to see

I now know I could never mean to you

what you have ment to me

each sand now passing threw my fingers like wine

desperate grasping and bleeding

a victime of time

as helpless this hourglass now falls to the ground

you reap what you sow

and you may get what you asked

once surrounded by platitudes now surrounded by glass

if I had the chance to do it over again

I'd have taken the time to do it right

and destroy my hourglass on a more suitable night



- J.marie