Hope?

by Stacie   Aug 21, 2008


Flames die out
Shoelaces come undone
Pens run out of ink
Some games are not won

Tears fall
Even good people die
Sometimes there is no hope
All you can do is cry

Glass breaks
Bridges fall
The sun goes down
You want to end it all

People get old
Skies turn to gray
Papers are torn
Everything good goes away

But stars shine bright
And wishes come true
A smile is there
Things could turn around for you

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