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Henry Sharp
Poems
Mar 2018
Seeing Red
O woe is me as my
Heart Aches
And my
Blood Boils
I’ve lived a life of talking to walls that whisper sweet nothings
Trying to break the wall simply makes the wall move
So I walk away from the wall to come across another wall
I hope one day the wall becomes a door
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Henry Sharp
19/M
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