It's kind of been awhile since i last posted anyhting so here's a poem by me:
Oh and it's SORT OF emo XD.
The rain falls down on the frozen streams,
waiting for someone to come and set free.
The hopes die down,
strong voices grow weak,
and everyone's will shall crumble.
When the hearts break
and the world gets duller
there is only one thing...
and its name is hope.
Hoping that the world is lively
with strong voices
and wills rising.
The hopes of everyone rise up
and the frozen streams are set free once again.
~Sasori~
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