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I stood on the edge

my hopes took flight

they fell to the ground

then shattered in the night

with a tiny sound almost like a sigh

tiny pieces of clear glass

glitter through the sky

with silence they fall but speed so fast

above without the vase

no protection from the thorns

hopelessness written on my face

and inside I'm torn

where is the moon

I beg you, cast down your glow

hopes lay down, like a child drops his spoon

the moon sees all, that we cant let go

No one will know in a million years

a grain of sand on the wings of time

the moon the only one that hears

or sees where the glass left it's sign

and the tears that fall from my eyes

just like the pieces far off

that fell from the skies

the only difference is that they're soft

mankind is bound by many things like this

its just another spec in the night

all peoples dreams easily shattered

hopes easily take flight