NO HOPE

by Sarah   Jan 22, 2007


Lying in a pool of blood,
A pool of broken spirits, broken hope, no hope,

NOTHING. Just blood.

No ambition, no outlook.

Just me laying there on deaths door,
tainting the world, but leaving no mark,
what is keeping me here,
why the hell do I live, why do I keep going.

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