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Forgotten Hope
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Fails at writting Won't ever see my future
Forgotten my past,
I stand in this moment,
As my very last.
Could I ever move foward?
Would I even dare?
Will ever wake up,
From this nightmare?
My nightmare of love,
My nightmare of dreams,
In my nightmares,
Nothing is as it seems.
Nothing is fake,
Nothing is real,
Nothing is ever as I feel.
I stand in a mist,
As intelligent as a sheep,
Knowing I will soon be gone,
And all I can do about it is weep.
What is the point of this?
I already knew this would end,
But I had some mad hope,
That you were really my friend.
Now my hope is forgotten,
Just as I soon will be.
