Last Hope Passing Poem by Aldo Rino Smiloveux Bell
Last Hope Passing
You’re the Last Station.
But I’m not permitted
to enter.
Instead, Another Guy
jumps onto the platform,
smiling as his feet hit the ground.
And why not? He’s Home!
Where his heart lies.
And his heart doesn’t lie.
Hearts never do.
(or seldom, at least)
The train moves on.
'Next is Nothingness.'
'Ooops...did I say Nothing?
Of course not;
I meant Pain.
Next is Pain.'
And Pain
is Last.
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4/30/2024 6:12:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
it must have been awfully painful to have found ur last station, but somehow you are not allowed to enter it. this is a beautiful writing. But dont worry pain may last longer than it should but pain does teach us everything to be stronger the NEXT time