Hope is a strange and mysterious passenger
That holds you aloft when nothing else will
It keeps a tentative flutter alive in your chest
When the rest of your body's in failure.
Hope is an ache that won't heal, and you itch it
Because there's something it tethers inside you so strong
You simply can not ignore discard or erase it
No matter how much you try to move on.
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31 Days Of Imagination (Poetry)
PoésieI set myself a challenge for this month to write a new thing every day. This is the outcome, I hope you like it. I will be adding stuff as I go along. NOTE- PLEASE DON'T JUST READ THE FIRST POEM IN THIS SERIES, MAYBE CHOOSE ONE AT RANDOM! :)
