Tuesday, November 30, 2010



It's a terrible thing to be stricken with hope,
When you know there should be none.
When your mind knows truths,
But your heart won't let it be gone.

People always speak of hope,
Like it's always good.
But that is something,
Grossly misunderstood.

Hope can make you believe,
Make you hang on for way too long.
Then you realized all you've missed.
So much time is gone.

But deep down inside,
You really don't care.
Longing for something,
That was never even there.

06 29 08

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