Poem || hopefully Dreaming

She thought,
once in a dream 
Of what could have been 
and what have become  

She kept her eyes closed 
as long as she could 
waiting for an answer 
to unleash 

She knew there wasn't any 
coming to guide her 
She knew waiting, 
was helpless of her 

She kept her eyes closed 
hiding behind thin skin 
She kept lying on her back 
swimming in her own dreams

But hope lingered
behind her head
and with delicate fingers
hope played with the strings   

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