Hope

Late at night when I can hear my soul
When the voices of the world outside are distant and cold
Through the darkest rain
From the sharpest pain
My hope grows wings
Smiling again




Poetry by Bella738
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Written on 2013-09-02 at 14:36

Tags Hope  Pain  Soul 

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Ferenc Inigo Beck
re-assuring,comforting, to overpower the demons of the night
2013-09-05



This is very nice:)
2013-09-03