
Time is not like sand
running through the houseglass
time ends like
"THAT"
the glass shatters
and sand spills
all is gone
no time
no life
no heartbeat
she's gone
but the sand should still be flowing
time should still pass
and life should go on.
This is who I am, at the core. My very existance is hidden in these few words. Look carefully.
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