KEEP A DREAM ALIVE

With my hope beyond repair,
I give a sigh of despair
as all my dreams finally die,
and ‘neath dead hope forever lie.
Though at first cherished memories,
they soon rot to repugnant stories,
recollections of what-could’ve-been,
if destiny and fate didn’t intervene.
Dreams have beauty while alive,
while towards them we strive.
Kill not those you have;
let ’em twinkle upon your grave.

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