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Slot of Hope

want to believe you And staying there waiting you But waiting you is too hard And it’s consuming my heart And all the flesh and my blood The flow in my time is frozen And sun had departed and ran Like a ghost And whirl of night is telling me a lot To stop believing you But still in my heart a slot a hope That you will come To make the grief this grey of me green at last bloom in my heart

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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