August 25, 2010


hope filled & bright eyed

knowing the good coming my way


could an enemy have hurt me more

than you

who by forgetting


call me nothing


at least the bully knows

Im something


all I wanted

was to feel special for a single afternoon

it was a long time coming

will never come again

but hope failed, good never came


and now I weep


Hope Filled & Bright Eyed
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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