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The Sands Of Time. - Poetry Group

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The sands of time 
Keep falling through my hands
Sweet and bitter tears 
Have fallen through the years

Oceans have dried up
Winds blow cold
While tears fill my cup
All I can do is grow old

So bring on the rain
The sun will shine again
I can always close my eyes and hide
Through all the pain

Every tear makes me stronger
So I'll fight another day
As my list of things to do 
Just grows longer

Too much still to do
Guess I won't be going anywhere
It's just not my time yet
Oh what to do next
I just forgets


The last part is kinda interesting Carol .. *Oh what to do next ? I just forget* .. This line is interesting ..