Read a book on Hemingway
Closed my eyes to see
The man himself appeared to say
To write is just to bleed
So I will write it down, all the jagged edges
The ugliness I've seen
Until I change the truth, rearrange the letters
For beauty underneath
Dear Hope
If you can hear me, don't go
I don't feel you now, but I know you're there
Dear Hope
I could really use you now
Throw me a rope
Throw me a rope
Dear Hope
I can't seem to shake it yet, feeling that
Things may never change
It always breaks my heart when broken parts
Ache to heal again
So I will write it down and make jagged edges
Into something I can hold
Don't wanna lose my way
Like dear Hemingway
So I won't let go
Dear Hope
If you can hear me, don't go
I don't feel you now, but I know you're there
Dear Hope
I could really use you now
Throw me a rope
Throw me a rope
Throw me a rope
Throw me a rope
Dear Hope
Dear Hope
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