Hope.
The demon of my dreams.
The pain in my heart
You bring me up, make me think things may work out
Then when all is well
You dropp me.
Hard
On concrete
In hell
Alone
Hope is no more then
You-
You show me your hand,
hold it out
tell me to let go and grab on to you.
Then
You
draw back.
and let me
Fall
hard
on my face
bleeding
alone
with no hope.
with no chance
and you leave.
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Hi Tamie. what an outburst! .Hope is not all vanished.Get around and refresh anew.Chapter of life need to be continued, don't let it gloom.