Hope

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Laughing is all I can do.

I want someone to see through my smile. But even if they do I deny. I need the help from someone.

I need them to come slowly like approaching a terrified kitten. But they have to have patience.

I don't know how long it would take to completely crack open my shell.

I might never be able to if the person doesn't come in time. That time might have already passed. I guess it did.

I waited for years, you never came. Thank you though for giving me hope. But now I must release that hope and let it fly to another person.

Goodbye my beautiful hope.

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