Hope
Stranded in an island all alone.
Makes my heart feel full of stone.
People told me that everyone has a destiny.
Everything in our lives, written already.
So as I stand here deep in thought.
My stomach twisted in a knot.
I tell myself "don't give up hope."
Its the only thing I can do to cope.
Because what else is there in the world?
What else awaits you after you lose the only thing that was never meant to be lost.
So I sit here and wait, hoping...
This is not where my destiny ends.
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