Without hope I'd be dead
my body would be six feet under
and my mind would be left to wonder
as I lay rotting
my mind would travel the heavens
and the depths of hell
Without hope I'd be dead
Without love I'd be lonely
surrounded but alone
no one to get me
no one to understand
Without love I'd be lonely
Without me the world would be
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
Without hope I'd be dead
my body would be six feet under
and my mind would be left to wonder
as I lay rotting
my mind would travel the heavens
and the depths of hell
Without hope I'd be dead
Without love I'd be lonely
surrounded but alone
no one to get me
no one to understand
Without love I'd be lonely
Without me the world would be
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