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by raeven Aug 5, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Hope is what we hold unto Dreams we hope to be Things of wishes and sweet memories But hope is broken Dreams do fade The past comes rushing back Remember the good things that happen For they never last Tears,fears,and nightmares Will haunt you all your life Try as you must You can not run You can not even hide(rewritten by raeven nettles)