Inside the Hour Glass

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I hated this poem after i wrote it. I thought it was so ugly. Now looking back maybe it isnt so bad.

Submitted: May 11, 2013

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My mouth is full of sand 

Petals falling on my hands

from wilting flowers

that I cannot see

paralyzed I cannot speak

paralyzed I cannot think

petals falling all over me 

raining petals I cant stop

trying hard but iv forgot 

how to make the flowers 

stop falling.


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