Hope

May 17, 2009
By CupcakeGirl SILVER, Roeland Park, Kansas
CupcakeGirl SILVER, Roeland Park, Kansas
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Hope is smoke,
It comes from fire,
That burns eternally blue.
Your heart's a room,
It's full of smoke,
And thin glass window too.
A single rock could shatter glass,
And blow your hopes away.
So pick your hopes carefully,
And hope they're here to stay.


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