Monday, March 23, 2009

Don't Hope. Believe.

If you could SEE the way this poem started, you would gag. Hell, you might gag anyway. But here goes:

Don't Hope. Believe.

You showed me how to stand up for what I believe in
You held my hand when I was weak
When I told myself I couldn't make it,
You told me I was wrong.

When I needed a friend, you stepped in
You helped me learn that I could fly.
You're my star when I am lost,
that push that keeps me going.

I don't hope for love.

I believe.

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