I SEEK OUT HOPE,
LIKE YOU WOULD A TREASURE

(THE WINDS HAVE BLOWN OUT THE FLAME)

I HAD A TORCH IN HAND,
THE SAME YOU USED TO BURN ME TO THE GROUND
(I WASN'T WATCHING)

' HOPE ' HAD HANDS AND FEET
IT HAD EYES AND LISTENING EARS

(IT KNEW I WOULD TRY TO FIND IT,
I HAVE NEVER HELD ONTO ANYTHING
BIGGER)

ALL I'M SAYING IS:
I HAD HOPE,
BUT IT WAS A COWARD.
~ GraciaBlack

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