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Dec 2017
I just want it bad
I really need it,
It makes me so mad
But I still read it.

I don't hold it & it
Makes me sad,
But I still bless & write it
Despite that,
Does this make me less?

The only sight I dream.
It makes me want to scream,
It tears me at the seam
Till I effervesce into steam.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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   Imran Islam
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