it would've been better
if we loved each other less
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I am the sand inside your glass
I am the sand clock that measures your wasted time
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each time you think I am done
you turn me upside down
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stay like you are and do not change
even though it takes a lot of efforts
a woman is vapour in her natural form
warm
elusive
ethereal
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it's been so long that we don't kiss each other
there are no more caressing...
no more arguing...
no cuddling...
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our children are sleeping tight
sweet-dreaming on their beds
and they don't know that we also
are kids like themselves
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dear dad,
today is mom's birthday
and now she is so old
but these verses are written for you…
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