Hanging by the Hair

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There was spark of hope

Quietly whispering unto my ears

Yet my heart felt like a fool

Broken, cold, yet hoping.


I was left hanging by a hair

Weak, vulnerable, in despair

to break away is easier

To fight for is harder


Love sounded like your name

But pain is your very fame

Everything felt too good to be true

Until reality decided to slap me too 

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