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Hope is what will kill you before anything else does. Hanging on to a ship that has already sailed... Wishing on a star that has already been wished upon.. It'll leave you with a lingering sting that will shatter your heart a thousand times over and then a thousand times again just when you thought you recovered. Millions of broken hearts hold hands with the word, believing it'll carry them to the promise land; while others have once hoped "too hard" and have seen "too much" to have faith in anything of what the holy martyrs devote their lives to. Learn not to wish. Learn not to desire. As alluring the thought of hope may be, it is just a child's game. Just a youthful pastime. It'll only leave you staring out the living room window waiting for his car to pull in the driveway and waiting for the phone call you'll never receive. And when you think your heart can no longer receive further battery from any false ambitions, It'll shock you and shatter the already broken pieces a thousand times again.

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