The Hope...
17-05-2007 00:33
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[400x482]I found a bird,
And I gave it a word...
Just a little thing to call it by.
It's name was hope.
And I hung from a rope,
A nest that it could sleep inside.
She flew around
And walked on the ground.
As long as hope was there I never cried.
Well, one day came,
It wasn't the same.
I couldn't find hope anywhere outside.
I looked in her nest,
I looked in all the rest,
Of the places I thought the hope would hide,
In my craze,
I was lost in maze,
Looking for hope in the sky.
I wouldn't stop,
I wouldn't drop,
The chance for hope to catch my eye,
So I tried to grasp,
Any chance to clasp,
Hope if it were to pass me by.
Then I found,
On the ground...
My dead hope with dagger inside.
It had pierced her flesh,
So I clutched her to my chest.
Now that hope is gone all I do is cry. . .
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[400x482]I found a bird,And I gave it a word...
Just a little thing to call it by.
It's name was hope.
And I hung from a rope,
A nest that it could sleep inside.
She flew around
And walked on the ground.
As long as hope was there I never cried.
Well, one day came,
It wasn't the same.
I couldn't find hope anywhere outside.
I looked in her nest,
I looked in all the rest,
Of the places I thought the hope would hide,
In my craze,
I was lost in maze,
Looking for hope in the sky.
I wouldn't stop,
I wouldn't drop,
The chance for hope to catch my eye,
So I tried to grasp,
Any chance to clasp,
Hope if it were to pass me by.
Then I found,
On the ground...
My dead hope with dagger inside.
It had pierced her flesh,
So I clutched her to my chest.
Now that hope is gone all I do is cry. . .
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