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Sands of time Falling in space Never seeming to reach their destination An eternal love Grapping for freedom In a cold uncaring cauldron Time caught in a warp Never seeming To move forward Holding them frozen In a state of wanting Two lost souls Magnetically intertwined Kept apart By the apathy of the clock Distorted measure Holding them hostage Until the grains fall Through the oppressive ooze As they keep pulling against The tyrannical forces That keep them distant And the longing for the day Grows ever stronger Ever dynamic So vigorous in nature That it sweeps them away To a place where they belong Together in perfection Across the metaphysical plane Until the time comes
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Sep 13, 2010
Sep 13, 2010 at 9:53 AM UTC
Sands of Time
Sands of time Falling in space Never seeming to reach their destination An eternal love Grapping for freedom In a cold uncaring cauldron Time caught in a warp Never seeming To move forward Holding them frozen In a state of wanting Two lost souls Magnetically intertwined Kept apart By the apathy of the clock Distorted measure Holding them hostage Until the grains fall Through the oppressive ooze As they keep pulling against The tyrannical forces That keep them distant And the longing for the day Grows ever stronger Ever dynamic So vigorous in nature That it sweeps them away To a place where they belong Together in perfection Across the metaphysical plane Until the time comes
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the-muse
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Sep 13, 2010
Sep 13, 2010 at 9:53 AM UTC
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