An empty dream
filled with promise,
but hollow with regret
A seed of happiness
that is born with hope,
but dies on conception.
Longing for what might be
and what could have been.
But never was.
An empty dream
filled with promise,
but hollow with regret
A seed of happiness
that is born with hope,
but dies on conception.
Longing for what might be
and what could have been.
But never was.
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