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Dhaye Margaux May 2014
And so I looked at the sands of time
I saw every bit of sand falling down

Every bit that fell was my every tear
Each moment in time that you’re not here

Our time was short and I can’t resist
To plea and beg, let me feel the bliss

I hoped for the nights that I closed my eyes
Because in my dreams I can see you smile

I wear my mask within each day
Showing my smile though you’re gone away

Oh, our time, this time isn’t ours for real
Wishing forever will I stand still?
From my book Breathing Thoughts Vol.1 (Kinds and Forms of Poetry)
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