Evidence oblivirated from these streets I prowl, Scattered randomly across this murder most foul, In the breaking dawn of the day that comes, My heart feels lost, hungry once more, My heart loses faith and weakens once more, Hope? But hope is merely an immortal word, Erasing from your memories, remaining absurd, In the breaking dawn of the day that comes, I long for you, our connection, once more, I want to display my love once more. Can you ever love without hope? (Or is it plain redundancy?) Can I feel without hope? (Bask in your obscurity) Tell me about hope (Range of immaturity) Let me feel your hope (Insolent hypocrisy) The sun bellow its deathly cry as the beast in me aspires, Shattered, the soul fragments of mine beg to see the liar. Mini-poem by me, Jack Tainsh :)
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