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Aug 2014
I was dedicated,
'Till I levitated,
Then I deviated.

I saw life with new eyes,
The truth hidden by lies,
Empowered by my past tries

This won't be my last try
'Cause I'm held high & I won't cry,
life gets hard but I won't die,
I can't be sad if I don't try.


From the end of a tunnel,
I see I was caught in a funnel
I though it would never end
Nor would my life ever mend.

But I'm better now
No enemies how
I mean people hate
But their timings late.

Any thought they could think-
I thought, reduced me to nought,
But no solace I sought.

Though now I have friends,
"Pain never ends",
Self-fulfilling prophecy mends,
But on life strife depends.

In this world we can't expect peace,
Life's short it's like a lease,
At the end of the day it's what you make it,
You can't expect great if you forsake it.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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