Imagine a sandglassTurned upside downYou know time is slippingBut by how much now?
To be drained dryof breath byloveis sweetest death.
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Past as brilliant as the future.Love, river of life.Emotion — river of energy,river of stimulus…
I sit here staring at the dark sky; I cannot stop but ponder about life.
So many questions; Oh! Where shall I start?
Then again, I have no answers for the lot.
You think you know,
How can you?
A leaf-drippedraindropshakes the planttendrilled to the sun,sinking shortlyout of sight;a sparkleglances off a petala while…
We have seen thousands of sunsets together
Standing tall,
Breathing dust,
You can’t be too safe.It can get damagedin an accident.You may drop it.
It may smash into pieces.It may be faulty.handles not fittedcorrectly.