Monday, January 17, 2011

A Day at the Beach

I've got sand in my veins
and I pump glass
with the muscles
of my heart
it makes me breakable
with sticks and stones
it makes me breakable
but even broken
I can reflect
the light of the sun

I've got sand in my veins
and I build sandcastles
behind my eyes
so when I cry
it's like the ocean
is washing away my work
it's like the ocean
has come to remind me
that all castles
are made of sand

I've got sand in my veins
and I bleed time
like a broken hourglass
only it's not so bad
because I'm self-perpetuating
and can turn myself around
because I'm self-perpetuating
but know enough to know
I wasn't made
to last forever

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