By Sebastiaan
Here's another poem for you, made by myself:
Believe
Hold high hopes and have faith,
believe and sorrow,
from black to white,
can shift out of the grey,
out of the night,
into the light.
Try to think of things that turn tomorrow
from dark to bright,
believe,
everything will turn out right.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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