HopeA Poem by JayhopeI believe a friend called hope. You see at first i didn't understand. But as i got to know hope time had pasted and hope became my best friend. Through the lightest hour's i could not see through, through the darkest i could not touch . Hope was there without even a call. And now i believe i have, iv always known a friend called hope.
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Added on April 28, 2008 AuthorJayhopeBronx, NYAboutI love to write, i find it to be much so fun it's like when your writing a story as it progresses you start to live in it as well, and thats a great feeling to have. more..Writing
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