Treasure Island

Kelli D. Williams

(11/22/1992)

I Hope


I hope you fall
Through the ground
I hope you can't
Make a sound
I hope your body
Can't be found
I hope you go
Straight to hell
I hope you scream
I hope you yell
I hope your dreams start to fall
I hope you quickly lose it all
I hope you crumble
I hope you burn
I hope you stumble
I hope you learn
That everyone must pay for what they do
No one can hide their whole life through
Maybe one day you will turn your life around
But I hope you don't
I hope you fall
Through the ground
I hope you can't
Make a sound
I hope your body
Can't be found
Never
I hope you're lost forever!

Submitted: Tuesday, March 29, 2011

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