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Last Hope

Again and again I rewind the cassette To listen your voice once more. Such moments always let me forget What the Hell I’m dying for. I wish that entire people around Could hear my screams at nights. I wish they’ll be able to find Common sense instead of that fights. They don’t know what’s dying for real. They don’t care that I want to live. I already can hear sounds of peal. Except of last breath I have nothing to give. Only you can help me live my last days And your voice on the old cassette. For me it’s so tender and grace. If I’m wrong, forgive me for that. This letter you will never read. God will take me away from the earth. Hope is the one that I need, Hope makes me stay alive forth. Thank you for all that you’ve done, Though you will never find out That I lived, cause I will be gone. In saving one’s soul you shouldn’t be doubt.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 10/23/2022 9:22:00 AM
Amen love it , hope , faith, and love, and God will make us a new creation to enter his kingdom, love ya
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Date: 8/2/2008 8:47:00 PM
deep
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