Hope - Poem by Andrea Bencardino
your eyes starve for the truth,
your tired of lies, your tired of falling.
you cant seem fill that empty hole in your heart.
your devine, heavenly voice once had me hypnotized.
Isee you start to worry,
you know that fake smile isnt working so well anymore.
Im staring to develop your negatives,
pictures that are worth more than millions of words.
somehow i understand, yet not at all.
Your my most desired puzzle,
the most intriguing piece of art work I've ever encountered.
look into those deep brown eyes
& the longed asnwers will come
keep that head high,
dear one its not over yet.
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