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Hope Persists

Teardrop on my fingertip
And heartbreak in my eyes;
What is there worth living for
When life is filled with lies?

Dreams of past are cast away
And happiness is scorned;
Funerals are normal now
As innocence is mourned.

Yet I wait upon the day
I know will come once more;
When the sun shall shine again
And light my very core.

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Onyx* said...
today at 1:56 pm
definetly relatable
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