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    • CommentAuthormedialush
    • CommentTimeDec 23rd 2007
     
    Hourglass

    > She waits, patiently.
    > Although, time is her chaos,
    > She searches for her remedy,
    > And glances at the hourglass.
    >
    > Weary of being lost
    > In a desert of the sands 'n time
    > desires to break this moments spell
    > She flips the hourglass.
    >
    > Could this be a new life?
    > Perhaps a glue that sticks
    > She is distilled, for a moment
    > And she forgets her hourglass.
    >
    > A life yet unknown,
    > A thirst yet unquenched,
    > Dreaming, she scans for her knight of fairytales.
    >
    > Perhaps he does not have an hourglass?
    >
    > For you can even begin to understand,
    > The tragedy that pauses her time.
    > From this unbearable withdrawal of hunger.
    > Her love has no hourglass.
    >
    > Memories flood - as she remembers his sweet soul.
    > Taste his lips, no wine, upon a devilish smile.
    > Stars struck by angelic eyes, like the windows to his soul
    > She recalls a time with no hourglass.
    >
    > A war that could be simply one.
    > and a hope, for better hour
    > While, clocks lull her with lighting noise
    > She wonders why, it won't strike the hourglass?
    >
    > Breaking code is easier
    > Trouble-shoot this life
    > If her, Mon Cheri, is a tangled and undeciphered.
    >
    > She will hold her pain up high --
    > Right now -- she thinks, 'where can she find'
    > The old lady with the apple?
    > And she pleads with this devil,
    > 'Please kill my hourglass'.
    >
    >
    > Still searching for her remedy.
    > She reaches for a sharp blow.
    > Thousands of knives could not murder her longing
    >
    > For her cure is yet unknown.
    >
    > She mends her time with broken angles
    > Though he has not escaped her mind.
    > It seems, he is her only pill, though poisons
    > The time left in her hourglass.
    >
    > Even when the crack falls to bits
    > And she begins to feel sands run quick.
    >
    > The memories tend to seize the pain.
    >
    >
    > She reminds herself.. 'to put out her fire'
    > She then sees with eyes wide shut,
    > 'That he could not be happier...'
    >
    > So she just forgets to remember.
    > Because, for him, she would stop this hourglass.


    Didn't want to loose this one. Thanks M for sending it my way. Josis, send me an email, I don't have your contact.