My Moments

Times are forgotten,
Like sands of the hour.
Minutes unnoticed,
Beauty of the flower?

Feel the pain,
The sting you have wrought.
Fell to the burning,
Unforgotten thoughts?

Night turns to toil,
Moments destroyed.
Time fleeting curls,
Colorless void?

You know the things,
The heartless they bring.
Do you know my moments,
The soulless tune they sing?

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