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Aug 2017
All your love, but you didn't want me,
How you haunt me.
Kiss me and **** me you still taunt me.

My river stagnant,
Still -
A mockery of tranquil.

Suspended till I descend
How from reality you transcend.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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