How do we describe an incomplete feeling?
A hollow, dense and dark state
The light from the cracks we keep stealing
To stay strong; for upcoming fate
.
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Humans can never get enough, we are filled with greed
In our hearts hope is what we shove
But what remains to nourish, to feed,
When our hearts are hungry for love?

there will be tears,
there will be screams
there will be whispers
there will be dreams.

there will be chaos
and there will be confusion
there will be problems,
until you find a solution.

there will be fake;
and there will be real faces
there will be competition
and there will be races.

there will be angels
and there will be devils
there will be practises
and there will be levels.

there is always reality-
and there is always your vision
so don't ever think
that you're trapped in a prison

you might think that
you have no scope
but remember one thing
that there will always be hope .