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Sep 2013
Fope



Fope is a word I created with fear and hope.

It kind of makes me laugh.

I have fope.

My fear is having no acceptance and not being able to see the one I can't help but to love ever again.

My hope is dying each more everyday because my fears are in the way.



I need to get rid of a lot of fear.

My fear is what is destroying every last bit of hope I have.

Fear and hope are like fire and ice; angels and demons.



I watch the world go by while I'm stuck in my own confinement of fear.

This fear that is destroying me needs to destroy itself and leave me alone.

I know fear can be a good, but not this kind.

This kind is what gives me nightmares and the thoughts that make me hurt myself.



I want hope.

I want it now.

Hope that it will be okay in the end.

I want my fear distinguished.
Hopes of a Recovery
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Hopes of a Recovery  California
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