The Hope

Hollow emptiness,

Yet the increased heaviness.

Weary eyes,

Tired of all the whys.

Hesistant fingers,

Scribble on crumbled papers.

Quivering lips,

Call to you in hazy mist.

Deep Sigh,

Gives up on the last try,

Glowy dreams.

Yet the endless screams,

Best examples,

Lead to wrong temples.

Hope of perfect dawn,

And the heart beats on!

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