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Hopes gone.


On this night we survive Just to wake up tomorrow We have rules to which we abide Yet it seems that they bring sorrow We wake up lonely and cold Then we venture out our door We decide to be truly bold And wish they we had something more We go one living Searching for that something We try bending Bending the truth, all for nothing We sacrifice ourselves For nothing more then a mere hope We dream up a land of elves And all we get told is nope We get it all taken away We lose our path We go astray I will let you do the math.
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zdalton

i write due to a sad past that i try to forget. poetry is the outlet i use to express my emotions which tend to be love and sadness

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