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A pair of treasures to never keep
One day
We will die
Then what will we do?
My name will be forever lost.
In time
Forgotten by the few
Who knew
One day
We will pass
Then what will be new?
All the chances that i passed
Each moments missed with you
I find my life
An awful sight
Full of self neglect
Waiting idle on the sideline
As if already dead
I find my time
Is all i have
With nothing but reflect
I am less apart of this world
And more living in my head
I do not know
Where time has gone
But it seems
So long
We pay for each our bell to toll
I do not know
And that is the problem
dripping through my hands
I am too young to be this old
Too strong for weakness in my stand
My smile sits like Sahara sand
Vast and dry
Oasis puddles
From my phantom cries
My happiness, like desert sand
So much against the grains
I drop down so easily
But build my dunes with winds the same
One day, when i die
With my mind collapse
I wish it for the future forward
But it is my spine that i, cannot look back
How can i the conifer
Change my leave
Silently i seethe
With empty hands to grasp
I want to grab
All my treasures
Before my end suprise
Until i learn
Just how to do
With only two coins on my eyes
We will die
Then what will we do?
My name will be forever lost.
In time
Forgotten by the few
Who knew
One day
We will pass
Then what will be new?
All the chances that i passed
Each moments missed with you
I find my life
An awful sight
Full of self neglect
Waiting idle on the sideline
As if already dead
I find my time
Is all i have
With nothing but reflect
I am less apart of this world
And more living in my head
I do not know
Where time has gone
But it seems
So long
We pay for each our bell to toll
I do not know
And that is the problem
dripping through my hands
I am too young to be this old
Too strong for weakness in my stand
My smile sits like Sahara sand
Vast and dry
Oasis puddles
From my phantom cries
My happiness, like desert sand
So much against the grains
I drop down so easily
But build my dunes with winds the same
One day, when i die
With my mind collapse
I wish it for the future forward
But it is my spine that i, cannot look back
How can i the conifer
Change my leave
Silently i seethe
With empty hands to grasp
I want to grab
All my treasures
Before my end suprise
Until i learn
Just how to do
With only two coins on my eyes
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