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Sep 2016
I shunned all and everyone
I kept myself from all that's fun
Never thread again in the sun
For I chose the darkness and  it's done

Yet in this sweet dark Abyss
I still seek the one that's weak
A sliver of spark and so meek
A tiny Hope in this Darkness reek

For there is hope for me
For everything thrown at me
For every trial to come at me
And for everyone  to hate on me

For there is hope...
A hope we so crave...
A hope that it'll fade away...
And that tomorrow is another day...
We sometimes fall into our own pits of despair, and hope keeps us hanging in there 'til we have someone to retrieve us  or we struggle on our own volition.
Vincent Allen Vicente-Manuel
Written by
Vincent Allen Vicente-Manuel  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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