Forgotten wish's
Am I difined by this,
a quill in my hand with nothing but dusty thoughts
washing away my time?
Am I left
to walk on the sands of hour glass time
as stars are left falling to the ground.
Ahs's to ash's
we all fall down.
With puckets full of diamonds and forgotten wish's to boot.
Hearts need space and so do thoughts,
if not these words would fade into nothingness
and
this magical time would mean nothing
love would mean nothing
like a heart beat left too time.
It fades like everything alse
left to decay and too it's own dicore.
Forgotten wish's
are like falling stars
they shine and shimmer tell they hit the ground.
like a heart beat left too time.
It fades like everything alse
left to decay and too it's own dicore.
Forgotten wish's
are like falling stars
they shine and shimmer tell they hit the ground.
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