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Jun 2018
A seed that was planted deep within me
A root that took hold from being set free
A hope that I watered grew up like a tree
A hope that has died which I no longer see
This hope that I held kept close to my heart
This hope that I raised to not fall apart
This hope I protected trying to save
It now has been buried deep in a grave
Life has no meaning, it means nothing to me
My life that I’m hoping will soon be set free
My new hope has led me up to a tree
To tie down a rope that no one should see
I’ve brought out a log and on it, I stand
Rope around my neck my life to disband.
Alex Zawistowski
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Alex Zawistowski  20/M
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