One step I mount...
four I slide back...
forward I push...
backward I’m punched...
looking at the future...
past pulls me...
present jabs...
strikes a blow on my face...
scratching my chest...
a claw clutches my flesh...
making me realize...
efforts are in vain...
trials are void...
what ever I do...
I will never erase this...
I can never rub it off...
make it un-done…
but...
I still hope...
its new...
new to me...
to hope...
I’m learning...
learning to hope...
just because...
god isn’t partial...
he just can’t ignore me...
ignore me for ever...
can he???
I know I’d regret...
regret for hoping...
but again...
I am...
I am hoping...
can I??? ??? ???

Can I hope to get you back to make you smile ?

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