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Feb 2019
I've been left feeling like life has lost its meaning,
I know I'm not dead but it's me that I'm grieving,
Everyday I wake up and fall from the ceiling,
Everyday I fall but the truth I've been concealing.

I don't want you to see my when I'm weak,
I'm awake more than I'm asleep,
I don't answer to what I need,
Life feels slow but time is gaining speed.

I'm getting high while falling low,
The waves keep hitting with undertow,
Rip tides rush we end where they flow,
Depression follows wherever you go.

I can't keep grazing the sky while kissing the ground,
I'll stop gazing at stars because I can't astound,
I let my love go and now it's unbound,
Drifting like ash so it cannot be found.
Harry Roberts - Grazing the sky while kissing the ground.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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