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Reflections Of Time In A Rose Colored Glass

Minutes that did pass
were clearly told
in one time worn glass
that someone did hold

Was it he
or the liquid so pale
that made magic for me
like a fairytale

And why when I gazed
at the empty glass in his hand
did I find myself hazed
in a rose colored land

I wanted to linger
the whole night we two
with the touch of his hand
in moments so few

But fate ruled my heart
hours came to pass
finally as we did part
I heard the breaking of glass

That rose colored hue
then ceased to surround me
and a veil of blue
leaves this memory

Broken glass
reflects the pain
of a rose colored past
and a rose colored stain

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