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Don't Lose Hope By: E. D. Oghre


"From the pen of the sad and depressed kid I present to you" 

So today I was really sad and so I told my friend.

And guess what she said.

She said; Don't Lose Hope.

I was like; No you don't get nothing is wrong.

But she said Don't Lose Hope.

No you are not getting me.

The Night is Dark.

It looks like there is no End.

Everything is coloured with doom and gloom.

The future is bleak.

But she said; Don't Lose Hope.

Friends and family have left me.

They turned their back on me.

I am all alone in the dark.

She said; don't lose hope.

What don't you get; Everything is gone.

I lost everything, My reputation, My money.

She still said; Don't Lose Hope.

The love of my Life left me.

She broke me.

Don't you understand that, I am Broken.

But she said; Don't Lose Hope.

It's Over.

I just feel like quitting.

I am tired.

Still don't lose hope.

What is the use of hoping if nothing ever come out of if.

Why plan, why work.

When you will fail.

I mean its hopeless.

And I am helpless.

But still she insisted.

Don't Lose Hope.

Please understand; I have too.

There is no hope.

I can't continue like this.

I am about to die.

But she still said; Don't lose hope.

Okay; I give up.

You know what; You win.

Why shouldn't I Lose Hope.

Give me a reason why I shouldn't
.
Then she smiled and said.

"Don't lose hope cause its all you have"

Then i realized, No matter how terrible the situation.

The moment you stop Hoping, You stop Living.

"So remember" 

No matter how bad it gets, Even when its Hopeless.

"Don't lose hope cause its all you got"



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