The Arrogance of Hope

February 10, 2019

Hope it tugs at the heart

We all fail at the start

We board the train of depression

Here lays the cord

When all the roses are dead

The pain will spread

We will reveal their lust for blood

They cause a great flood

Death what does it provide

you have lied

you pryed hope from me

you said i would happy

now i feel crappy

I wish the noose was loose

you said fly to the bosom of your god

i believed you are flawed

what are my dying odds

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