Sands of Time
My tears fill up my hands
Then turns to blood,
and stains the sands,
the sands of time,
that choke our world,
and stalks about our life.
The world turns as i cry,
the tears of pain,
from eternal lies.
Always told by loved and not
words of thorns,
killing and fought.
pieces of me fall to the floor,
where my heart lays,
brokedown and sore,
from trying too hard almost in vain,
to show you my sorrow,
or hide all my pain>
Copyright © Keri Mckay | Year Posted 2006
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