Ashes to ashes,
We all fall down and cry,
With our hearts in our hands.
Crumbling softly and falling like sand
Through our fingertips and into the earth.
Wasting away like the other half of me.
They say that in time,
This will all get easier.
But the hourglass is empty
And I'm still lying here.
Where is the love you used to give?
Where are the breaths you took away?
Rhyvinn Community Member 
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