No hope?
Your pleading,
Your yelling,
Finally your drowning,
Your tears can't come down,
You're tired of life,
There's no hope,
But wait! who's that!
Is it a girl ,
Is it a boy.
They look at you,
Their heart breaks at the sight of you,
Swollen eyes and messy hair,
They hold out their hand,
You look at it bewildered,
You take it,
Everyone is staring now,
Whispering amongst themselves,
They pick you up,
You stumble and wobble,
But those two hands hold you ,
You look up to see,
and one thought only,
My savior, My Angel,
You smile and finally,
Theres hope,
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