January 13, 2011
By stephanie hooper BRONZE, Santa Cruz, California
stephanie hooper BRONZE, Santa Cruz, California
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I know no hope for my heart
You have taken it and beaten it
I am bleeding
The act of moving on is just not a task I can handle
The strength in my body has become less
I am optimistic for tomorrow
Until it comes
To show me no change
The same days replay everyday

I know no sympathy for myself
The reason I am this way is no ones fault but my own
I get my hopes up
Knowing that they are just going to get crushed
And left in the rain to melt away
Just like my hope

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