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Mar 2013
Stand to ever hope again is what she said to me
And this was foreign simply because hope was such a distant memory
All feelings in this world that had greeted and left my heart
Had forced me to rip hope out of me and from it forever part

Stand to ever hope again is what she said to me
But I was not sure what to do, a man on bended knee
Beaten and bruised by the vandal known simply as myself
People paying me no kindness as I found I pitifully knelt

Stand to ever hope again is what she said to me
As my knees shook and waivered and my body and mouth screamed
For these things called legs had let me down time and time again
Always buckling and leading to the place where I'd begin

Stand to ever hope again is what she said to me
When my legs failed to do the task I wished them so earnestly
But oh, I find that she did lie when announcing hope's demands
For hope is present when we try, whether we fall or stand
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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