False Hope Burns Brightest.

The fire inside burns strong

I know you will return

I know it won't be long

Thanksgiving, Christmas, I missed you then

But I wasn't worried

You always said we'd be together in the end

So when the car drove up as I was sitting in the den

I had no fear

I wasn't worried then

But when the door opened and the news floated inside

You lied

My body cried

The fire lit inside slowly died

False hope always did burn brightest

I wonder which of us will asend highest

The End

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