Title: Hope
by Roisin from Wiltshire | in writing, poetry
You think that you might never be happy again.
You swear that you will never be happy again.
You dont think you could.
But there is always hope.
That little word that sheds light onto the world.
It makes people live and gives life spirit.
Thats what happened to me.
Hope came down and saved me.
And I can be happy.
Nothing's stopping me.
Things have happened in the last year that I thought had torn me apart. But then I realised that I had so many things to be greatful about.
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