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Apr 2016
It was years ago when I noticed it,
the falling of the sands.
I brushed them off my shoulders
but there is always one grain that sticks where it lands.
I tried my best to ignore it
but now its a ******* torrent.
I can't move
I can't breath
My hands beat against the glass
Because
There you are
Standing in your own ticking prison
So at peace so at ease
so self assured, just notice me please
Of course I meet you now
but instead of admitting defeat,
and surrendering to our time that fleets
Im asking how
how can I get to you
how can I make you see
how can I tell if your eyes ever linger on me
if your mind ever wanders to my side
If when you see me your heart calls.  
What I wouldn't give to break these walls
to shake off the sands of time
to hold you hear you say "You're mine"
Just see me
hear me  
stay with me
say you want it too
that maybe between me and you...
we can commit a beautiful crime
and shatter time.
Rachel Dyer
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Rachel Dyer  Scotland
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