his sand canvas

his sand canvas

A Poem by lyjvh
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When I was writing this, I was thinking of my grandfather, knowing he was close to death, and I was wondering what was going through his head.

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The sand, flowing through his 
veins,
faster than the speed of light.
Staring, different angles,
a dark world.
Drawing a canvas,
simply to be
thrown into a dark hole,
and forgotten.
Nothing to remember but,
the sand,
that flowed through his,
veins.

© 2014 lyjvh


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Added on May 3, 2014
Last Updated on May 3, 2014
Tags: sand, sad, death, life, canvas, art, dark, flow, forgotten, nothing, empty, world, different, drawing, veins, light

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