| Hope comes when love is lost, least expected and hidden, tonight you were hurt badly, and you feel lost in some oblivion, but heres a hand, reaching down to pull you out, someone that has seen this struggle, someone that once was lost, that needed a helping hand themselve, so sleep now and feel comforted there is protection over you tonight. |
| Jillian |
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| LOL, such a cute picture. So much attitude. Anyways, this poem was for her after we discovered how alike we were. Never forget that my hand is always here to pull you out. |