FOUR:
Hope, a word full of emotion. Often we can be disappointed,
When we feel hopeful or the desire that the expectation
That plays within our minds like a short film that could
Almost be real. But sometimes, our hope and desires are real,
Not just a wish or a desire that we forever hold in our hearts,
But something that’s real.
FIVE:
Tears stained her cheeks,
But those scars were only visible to those
Who wish to view the truth, for the truth
Is a powerful weapon often misused
For those purposes we can only dream in stopping
Within our torn society. Wishes were never
A game, but our defense against this harsh reality.
SIX:
She lie under the dark night sky,
The stars brightly danced above her, her eyes sparked with such
Love, and admiration for the beautiful image in front of her.
How could something so small, be so beautiful?
It is the small things we may never get back, the small things
Is something we never knew we noticed, until it has disappeared
No longer able to be seen, or noticed again.
About the Creator
who? -
what?
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