Looking Forward

A Poem by S.m. Thomas

Losing hope,

Gaining sarrow

Looking forward to,

a new tomorrow.

Hold tight,

to the truth.

The past means nothing

without significent proof.

Living for something unheard of.

Pushing forward,

quickly turns into a shove.

Running faster, horrible balance

rushing towards complete silence.

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Added on January 24, 2009

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