HOURGLASS

Its darkness gives light

to your soul

Its silence fills the air

with noise

Its mistery leaves you

in awe

Its memory dwells

deeply in you

Its discreet tick

bleeds color

Its unseen tock

bursts prism

Its seconds

When hit the bottom

Time forever lost

in oblivion

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vienna is a highly caffeinated writer who aspires to make a difference through her words; if she's not writing, she's probably reading books and fangirling over Bangtan.

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