Death of Hope

Begging for a chance, begging for abandoned cowardice

Society’s view of life is sad, its view of right is wrong

On many levels, lost in ego fit. Beg no more!

Done with all of it, box it away, choke it down with the rest

Breathe deep, the familiar ache resides in resonance 

A comfort. A morbid hug. All that is known of love.

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