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hope

 
 
                       You lose your job on a rainy day,  
                       your fear of darkness invaded you,  
                       a love letter leaves you in a desert,  
                       and you taking refuge,  
                       in the arms of the loneliest.  
 
 
                        the expected deal that failed,  
                        the awaited visit that death taken,  
                        the axpected son who no longer comes,  
                        the dayly news announces depression.  
 
                        doubt leves you in a insurance place,  
                         you're crawls the way's of perdition  
                         with the wrong woman's ,  
                         you loose your mind,  
                         your friends rejected your condition.  
 
                          look into the mirror,  
                          for the rest of you,  
                          and a death voice will tell you,  
                            
                          you have to soffer  
                          you have to suffer  
 
                          Naked you walk up to this melancholy,  
                          at  the futures crossroads of uncertainty,  
                
                          the end is near  
                          the end is near.  
 
                           junp into the rivers side,  
                           reaching an island of loneliness,  
                           a journey  to the heart of darkness.  
 
                           You carry in your pocket,  
                            a seed that you will sow,  
                            in the forest of your thought,  
                            and you will wait,  
                            you see a seed that grow,  
                            and show how you care,  
                             Disconected everything,  
                             do not to hurt her,  
                             and at sunrise,  
                             a flower will be born,  
                             and her smell,gives you,the inspiration.  
                             start over,but whithout wavering,  
                             and slowly,slowly,everything comes back to the same place.  
                              If you look back,  
                              you will loose yourself,  
                              you won't be back,  
                              you won't see her anymore,  
                              start over and relearn,  
                              of whom has nothing,  
                              and you die again,, it's alrigth.  
                              Live day by day,whithout worry,  
                              because,  
                              everything goes back to the same place.  
                                
 
                              
                          
 
 
 
 
 
 
                  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
                  
Written by JMBD25
Published | Edited 7th Apr 2020
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