Chance

It saddens me to know

that your only escape

is the infinite void.

You cry for help,

but no one seems to care.

I wish I knew you,

because every life is sacred.

Don't think that 

you've run out of hope.

For there are always

people who will never

get the chance to love you.

The chance to have

a nice evening dinner.

The chance for a new friend,

won't you let me have the

chance to meet you?

Because, I love you.

I know you will escape,

the void. For it deceives

with the promise of freedom.

Let me show you freedom,

if you just give me

the chance.

The End

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