Sighing for the loss of hope
Heart feels bitter
To let go is to mutter
By words are better
Can I contain the burden?
I can just let it crawl behind those walls
Cause no, I can’t, let it through that door
Hopeless.
I am tired, I am dreaded
Like a flying swallow with sorrow
Aimless.
Don’t know how long the bird can hold
Just hang on
There must be something falls upon you
For you
I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
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