grandiose

by reminiscent-afterthought

She was my hope, and the reason the world came back and fell again.

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A/N: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, A44 – write a poetry collection, and for the Duel World Challenge, Lvl1.1 Renamon vs. Terriermon, using prompts: #5 – grandiose, #9 – probable and #13 – precious.

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grandiose

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I watched as the world burnt away again.

Stupid world,
always pretending,
always thinking it would survive that coming doom
when hope could not.

If only it fought to save the hope
it would survive:
that precious hope.

Sometimes, it looks as though I'm the only one fighting
for that hope.