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Love Death and Hope
Hope is a highwire balancing act
Love is the sordid rope balanced upon
laden with razors and ice so cold it burns
Hope is drops of blood let from a pale wrist
Love is the not quite empty hungry
darkness waiting below
Hope is a breath held
Love is the crowded nothingness
it escapes into
Love is the death of all things hopeful
Love is the sordid rope balanced upon
laden with razors and ice so cold it burns
Hope is drops of blood let from a pale wrist
Love is the not quite empty hungry
darkness waiting below
Hope is a breath held
Love is the crowded nothingness
it escapes into
Love is the death of all things hopeful
Published 7th Jul 2011
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7th Jul 2011 8:50am
You have done it again! I love this...
When I was still innocent and naive I believed that love is enough. It can overcome all. I learned the hard way that it is never enough and that it most often lead to dissapointment and pain... yet I will not give it up. No hope for me...
When I was still innocent and naive I believed that love is enough. It can overcome all. I learned the hard way that it is never enough and that it most often lead to dissapointment and pain... yet I will not give it up. No hope for me...
