Hour glass

September 10, 2011
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At the Sky i stare
My heart no longer full of despair
For i know you are their to care
Like a filly and a mare

For Thy eyes are alight with play
So more then i can say
For thy eyes burning amber bay
My fragile heart made of clay
In the beating sun of may
It hardens never to be broke or so they say
For sleeping dogs never lay

Hold my hand before the hour glass fills with sand
Wrap your arms around me before i turn to ash
Before my heart is gone an i am dispatched
So but alas my bad ideas do not relapse

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Hummingbird This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 9, 2011 at 3:46 pm
Wow! This is so descriptive and just burning with emotion! Your rhyming seems to flow very nice, too!
FangPoet replied...
Oct. 17, 2011 at 9:03 pm
Thank you so much,if you could give me Oppinion on my other  work I would be greatly appriciated.
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