Hope

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There would be that silver lining,
in a cloudy afternoon
A rainbow after raining,
to stop by the corners of your room.

How long has it been ever since you locked your heart away
Pity the cuts upon your fragility
and cry, over and over.

In a dark cage, you seek to hold you tight
find warmth in the coldest and frown behind a mask.

How long has it been ever since you thought of death,
and now with a purified smile,
You welcome every pain.

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