Hope
By: D. Sari
By: D. Sari
Hard blast on the chest
Stab the niche of the soul
Scratch a name
It hurts, but I smile
I wrote the name
I call in prayer
But the old wound is bleeding again
The signal to go is near stepping
Will the news come
Shine and wash
Old wounds that often haunt
Will I accept
The story that you keep the same
I'm afraid the play has started
Since you said the word love
While I'm hoping it's real
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