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    SOMETIMES, I FEEL LIKE HOPE IS A CLASSIC NOVEL WITH CLICHÉD WORDS, WHICH I'M TIRED OF READING OVER AND OVER AGAIN..
    It's pages turning yellow.. It's words becoming shallow. It's like a tree full of leaves but it's flowers are withering down. Or a sky full of stars but it's beauty is still dull. The rain full of joy but after sometime it's the reason of storm.
    Hope... The hope of our parents to see us talk for the first time .. or the hope of ours due to which we take the first step .. The hope that he lived for that she will love him .. Or the hope in which she spend her whole life that he will come back to her.
    The hope due to which I'm still alive .. The time when I thought to take my life .. By drowning myself in the pool of my tears..I tortured my body till it bleed red gifting myself many scars.. The hope when I thought the flame of those bad words in my heart will come to halt with time .. That the way he always rank my body through his filthy eyes will stop one day .. The hope due to which I always hold myself from taking a big step ..
    But in the end I got nothing ... I stopped trusting on the word hope that one day my life will be better.. That my body can be scar free .. That my sinful soul can be renewed .. that I can really smile .. that I'm worthy of living .. That I'm important for someone..That I can do this I'm too strong .. I'm brave like a lion.. That yes girl .. you can put the world on fire �� ..
    Maybe I also have a heart .. But I think it got replaced with a stone .. The stone which always breakdown into small pebbles.. but then it glue itself up again with this hope that everything will be alright .. I'M TIRED OF READING THIS NOVEL OVER AND OVER AGAIN CALLED HOPE..

    "THE RAY OF A NEW SPARKLING HOPE
    ALWAYS GIVES ME RARE ENERGY
    THINKING THAT FROM TODAY'S ON
    EVERYTHING WILL COME AT PLACE
    GIVING MYSELF A NEW CHANCE
    TO LOOSE MYSELF AS MY MISERY DANCE
    AS I LIFT UP MY CRUSHED SOUL AGAIN
    A FAKE SMILE WILL ALWAYS KISS MY LIPS
    THE STARS SHINNING AS THEY CRY
    FOR THE SADNESS THAT MY SMILE DISGUISE
    MY TEARS WHEN THEY TURN DIAMONDS
    THE DIAMONDS WHICH EVERYONE DREAMS OF
    BUT THEY DON'T KNOW TO HAVE
    THOSE DIAMONDS THEIR HOPE WILL
    CRUSH DOWN IN THEIR FEET BLEEDING THEM
    MAKING THEIR HEART MOURN, HISSING IN PAIN
    THEY WILL BE THIS MUCH BADLY MISERABLE
    THAT THEY WILL TRY TO HUG
    THE CAPTIVATING QUEEN "DEATH"
    BUT THAT QUEEN WILL GIFT THEM
    GOLDEN COINS NAMED AS HOPE
    AND ONE DAY THEY WILL BE TIRED
    TIRED OF RUNNING BEHIND THOSE DIAMONDS
    BUT THEY WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO HAVE
    PEACE AND ETERNAL SOLACE".
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    It's kind of the combination of prose and poetry ..
    THANK YOU @_rainfrost_ for giving such a captivating line it directly stabs my heart and I can totally relate to it ...
    #rf_licon_ch
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    Hope is a flower which
    Blossoms the dead heart ..


    "Sometimes hope is a poison mouldering a coruscant soul"..
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