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The Endless Hour Glass Of Lost Love

One thousand years may never pass,
inside this prison made of glass.

But in my heart and in my mind,
No piece will I find

For without your love in my life,
there can be only strife.

Each day I wait inside this world,
as against the glass my soul is hurled.

White hot sand pours down on my face,
Reminding me of you in this retched place.

For as the feel warms me inside,
I feel as if you were by my side.

Though only tears leave my eyes,
for I remember you through all of this prisons lies.

When night and day pass me by,
your name I herald to the sky.

Suffocating on my words,
endlessly screaming heavenwards.

Not a day, nor a night,
can quell my endless fight.

I fear I may die as I try to escape,
fighting my way out of this nightmarish dreamscape.

For what is a dream without you?
But a worthless place I must fall through.

Now I am old and no doubt forgotten,
this desert in glass has slowly darkened.

I see not a thing with my dead eyes,
not even the white sand which I so despise.

Not a sound do I hear,
as the sand fills my ear.

Nor a touch can I sense,
with my skin as it is hence.

All that I know,
is that I love you so.

To leave you is a curse,
for nothing in this world could be worse.



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