"Hope is beauty, personified,
at her feet, the world
hypnotized.
A million flashes, a million smiles,
and on the catwalk, she floats in style.
But in this heart of darkness,
our hope lies lost and torn,
all flame like love is fleeting
when there's no hope anymore.
Pain and glory,
hand in hand,
a sacrifice,
the highest price.
Like the poison in her arm, like a whisper, she was gone
like when angels fall."
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