Hourglass

The pinch in the hourglass

My eyes live there

I have a model of perfection

It teases my last feeling

There’s a trap within all of us

We pretend it doesn’t matter

Fools believe I this is true

The taste of forbid fruit

It remains strong after we think

Issuing excuses for why

But never replacing the temptation

Someday I will taste that moment

I hang on the moment forever

My heart beats to get me by

My eyes live in the hourglass

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