Sand
A dream made of sand
Will never be reality
The grains slip through my fingers
Just another fatality
A heart made of sand
Will easily break
The grains fall apart
And will forever ache
A love made of sand
So delicate and frail
The grains slip away
In the night, the veil
A life made of sand
Won't last very long
The grains fall away
Was it even there all along?
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