When I feel like I'm losing hope
I feel my chest rise and fall
I feel the heat of my skin
If I feel anything at all
Because hope is not created
It can't be, when you're alone
But I know you can give it to me
I can feel it in my bones
I look at you, and I can see it
My stomach gets feather light
That gleam in your eyes
You could give it to me
And you just might
You've already done it
More than you know
It's temporary, but I'm grateful
And its starting to show
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
When I feel like I'm losing hope
I feel my chest rise and fall
I feel the heat of my skin
If I feel anything at all
Because hope is not created
It can't be, when you're alone
But I know you can give it to me
I can feel it in my bones
I look at you, and I can see it
My stomach gets feather light
That gleam in your eyes
You could give it to me
And you just might
You've already done it
More than you know
It's temporary, but I'm grateful
And its starting to show
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