Contemplation

Hope and Despair

Hope revolves around one’s deranged irrationality. It spans along one’s day from sunrise to sunset, for there is little hope in the after hours and only much despair instead. Despair, on the other hand, revolves around everyone else’s deranged disillusion, for they all together fail to see one’s torments to ease.

Now,
It is to her.
His hopes are of many,
His despair is of hers.
And to him it is only,
Forever.

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