Kill the Hope

Hope–you gotta crush it sometimes.
No matter how much its flame flickers up from the ambers to survive.
But when it runs wild to things unattainable or blasphemous
You gotta kill it sometimes.
Tell yourself it’s done for.
Tell yourself it won’t revive.
Make-believe, do whatever it takes
But stomp it out, you must.
And hope that it would remain that way
At least for tonight.


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