If hope could be a color
It would be bright but hidden
As the sun on a cloudy day
As the stars next to the moon
If hope could be a smell
It would be a perfect dinner
just inches away
If hope could be a sound
It would be the noise you almost miss
listen harder
If hope could be a feeling
It would be
incredible possibilities
and
endless adventure
Hope is the next moment
we'll all be waiting for
Inspiration: School Project
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Never Ending
PoetryThis is a collection of old poems from old times made from past love in a past life with same old problems. *Completed* P.s These poems are of me as an angsty middle schooler. I do hope you enjoy them, but I also apologize about the mild cringe th...
