| Hope and Desire March, 1989 Hope...Desire All withered away No where to turn Desolation Better to hide than run All signs of life drift away A lost dream floats by on a cloud A cloud of sorrow and fatigue No one to talk to Everyone vanishes Love is the issue She destroys hearts, breaks souls Otherwise known as rejection An angel of death come to make my life hell A vicious circle of self-centered lovers Now broken as new light shines Hope...Desire Restored A final blow to the beast of sorow New tears shed Tears of joy Love has arrived Truth is found. ~ the Professor |
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| There is a feeling burried deep within us all that we absolutely hate to release most times. What we must realize is that we all feel this way at one time or another. The more we bottle it, the more potent it is the next go-round. This was my way of venting about general issuse, my personal life and the current events of the day. |
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