For a hope we cannot see...

It's been a cold night
A dark vengeance has portrayed a plan
And I become more than before

In the winter morning
My words freeze before they come
And the sun bleeds in the skies

We search through the white forest
To find an answer to our prayer
But the lights we find are silent, cold

Did it ever seem like the snow
Was the holder of our lights
Or did we all search in vain

For a hope we cannot see...



Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2007-08-07 at 22:06

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