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Dostoevsky espoused the eloquent adage to live without hope is to cease to live and it rings true i've been a shell of my former self ever since we kissed on that frigid rooftop leave my carcass for the vultures i'll give up the ghost relinquish the illusion of control once and for all hang me from a rope until i'm dead the visions of a fraud lying in your bed are a noose i'll loop over my head i am a slave my enmity masks a melancholy reality i'd part the seas just to see you walk on water if i could only believe that you'd reach out for me but these concrete limbs leave me sinking interminably the sun raises its weary head above the distant horizon i'll daydream of growing old with you attending protests and fighting injustice making love on a beach beneath a new moon but when our star tucks itself to sleep each night i can't erase the reminder that you choose to lie with a different lover and deny the flame of this never-ending romance while i toss and turn misery my only company hope is a hoax
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 12:07 AM UTC
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Dostoevsky espoused the eloquent adage to live without hope is to cease to live and it rings true i've been a shell of my former self ever since we kissed on that frigid rooftop leave my carcass for the vultures i'll give up the ghost relinquish the illusion of control once and for all hang me from a rope until i'm dead the visions of a fraud lying in your bed are a noose i'll loop over my head i am a slave my enmity masks a melancholy reality i'd part the seas just to see you walk on water if i could only believe that you'd reach out for me but these concrete limbs leave me sinking interminably the sun raises its weary head above the distant horizon i'll daydream of growing old with you attending protests and fighting injustice making love on a beach beneath a new moon but when our star tucks itself to sleep each night i can't erase the reminder that you choose to lie with a different lover and deny the flame of this never-ending romance while i toss and turn misery my only company hope is a hoax
"Losing all hope is freedom." - Chuck Palahniuk
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 12:07 AM UTC
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