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May 2019
If I say what I think
It's like claymore hit our link
If I say what I mean
It's like you've walked inside my dreams.

If my nightmare makes you shudder
In confession where you utter
Make the priest spit and stutter
Praying to Mary sanited mother.

If the truth takes a tole
Steals a portion of your soul
Makes you sin for your goals
Fills your aura with black holes.

Then welcome to the start of it
You might just lose your heart in it
Enjoy you're time in dystopia
The underworlds utopia.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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