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Nov 2017
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Where's the Heart at
And tell me where we've been,
******* in equal parts
Yet we never seem to win.

Tell me where the Heart at
Where'd you park that,
Yeah we ******* larked that
Fat and juicy on a bench we sparked that.

Skunk was on literal
We were nasty hoes
Caught in His chaos
-******'-
Written in his prose.

Never thought death could rise,
but I'm luckin' now an' i rose.

Living my life now
Found my own soul
And my life now,
Won't look back
Can't look down!

Won't think of how
Only living loving now,
Body Spirit Soul and all the things
That make me whole.

Where I want to be
Just the sight in front
Of me.
How you want to say
What you want yourself to see.
Don't haunt yourself just
Look up and see,
Otherwise you're never you
Or ever free.
"Three" or "3". Challenging the past.
No longer written of the top of my head after a night shift as it made no sense in some parts.
Therefore it had to be edited lol
^o^
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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