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Tuesday 25 February 2014

Hold on to HOPE

Hope..

were you asleep when i called you last
i am seeking for relief your presence imparts
all fingers are at me & i am blamed                                  
dirt is spoken without a dash of shame

looking around i see no escape                                        
throat gets dry, reasons lost their ways
fake are the words of sympathy & solace
their twisted smirk never do lose its place

i long for a breath, with morning dew
when i can forgive, forget & get anew
I quit to care & cut loose connection
"you all will be past", i hopefully mention






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