Hope
It's a sickly little thing
For only cruel intentions
It lingers in the air
On an invisible suspension
What keeps hope afloat
Is false accusation
It's not hope that you feel
But strong trepidation
Of a think
Of a thought
Of failure
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For A Dreary Day
PoetryPoems that might make you think, might confuse. Poems that only I, the creator, can use. Poems for good days, poems for bad. Poems that you might think are rad (even though some might be sad) Some crazy things are written so beware. Quite strange, q...
