Jar of fake hopes
Filling up the unknown eerie,
Reason that turns-into weary,
Slowly piling up the jar of fake Hopes
Seems an open silk thread but truly-many suffocating ropes.
A word so blind,that might relax their thirst.
Ever wondered?when this jar breaks-a cloudburst.
Leaving it empty-accepting what it may...
Keeping up the truths-burying all concealed days.
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