A Touch of Hope



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11/24/2003 - 00:00


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Just a quick poem I had lying around. Hope you enjoy. - PitViper

  1. Silence speaks to me,
    Like an old friend.
    But what does it mean to be,
    If nothing else is there in the end?

    Do I wish to live?
    Do I wish to die?
    Maybe I exist to give,
    And find my own reason why.

    Visions and darkness,
    Haunt my tender mind,
    Will these dreams help to harness,
    Those hidden things I have inside?

    Do I wish to love?
    Or am I to be alone?
    Sometimes I seek answers from above,
    But in emptiness I am at home.

    Why should this be!

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