What is my ribcage if not a prison for hope.
W. SCOTTAnd I held onto hope. Like a dear old friend.
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Hope, it is small. But it is always enough.
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Your soul is a beautiful type of love.
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But these downpours, they can all be a type of cleaning.
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In some sad truth, I’ll always want more of you.
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To be given a chance over and over again is a miracle in itself.
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But what have we learnt without the chaos?
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But I must admit. I am desperate for hope.
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Using each heartbeat as a second chance.
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But your destiny, it isn’t to lose. – believe.
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There are blessings weaved within every inch of the pain.
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Even in the rain, I am learning how to find miracles.
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There is always a bit of love whispering from somewhere.
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We are ever blossoming.
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Would it be safe to say that I find you in every heartbeat?
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Forgiveness – nectar for the soul. A heartbeat.
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