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Charming endeavors harbor pain Melancholic facades are dull and dim Rage seeks only by plot of gain Only hope remains by the morning’s whim Hope is a welcomed nail That bled my soul awake, Resilient to the vale And makes the mountains quake. Hold fast to the stars- Forget not our plight! Gold are our scars: Black in perfect light. Forget nothing- but everything Will always be a hopeful blunder I have never known a sweeter sting Than the hope that throws me asunder.
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
Hopeful Hate
Charming endeavors harbor pain Melancholic facades are dull and dim Rage seeks only by plot of gain Only hope remains by the morning’s whim Hope is a welcomed nail That bled my soul awake, Resilient to the vale And makes the mountains quake. Hold fast to the stars- Forget not our plight! Gold are our scars: Black in perfect light. Forget nothing- but everything Will always be a hopeful blunder I have never known a sweeter sting Than the hope that throws me asunder.
Random write- feeling a little melancholy tonight and trying to write it out
MadHarps
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22/F/Gaia
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
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