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The white sand turns to black, changing the world inside out.
Storm clouds, grass into dust, dead trees, dry lakes, never ending darkness.
Revealing a truth, another side no one knows about. Small grains not of life, power no one should harnessed. I feel pushed aside as they don't respond, the weight of depression, the black sands. I sometimes wonder, what's going on. Left alone in the dark with empty hands cold as they bare the burden alone. I feel as if the world rejects you unto the black sands
They treat me different as a sin, must I atone?
Why do they do this I don’t understand, the black sands seem to only accept me for who I am. Understanding the concept of dark and light, they are driving me into the dark way of life.
- by Bellamere Blaine |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/10/2009 |
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- Title: Black Sands of the Hour Glass
- Artist: Bellamere Blaine
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Description:
This poem means alot to me.
Hope you like it. - Date: 03/10/2009
- Tags: black sands hour glass
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Alibis of the Heart - 05/25/2009
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I like this poem a lot^^
There's something that it holds to it, I'm not sure how to describe it, but it has a certain power to it. Very nice job!
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- Bellamere Blaine - 03/12/2009
- Thank you, smile
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- Reprogrammed - 03/11/2009
- I'm a dark person, so this poem is very good in my eyes. Nicely done. 5/5
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