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Nov 2013
Is it known to anyone the weight I carry on my shoulders?
My success in achievements, hidden away in folders.

The people that surround me, missed the spark.
Can't handle the voices screaming in deepest dark.

I'll choose my own path towards the light.
Until that day I'll forever fight.

Time is precious it's gone so fast,
One day it'll come together at last.

Friends & Family happy I've succeeded in life,
But I feel the failure inside me, like a knife.

I'll send all my guilt and doubts on their way,
I'll leave this world with nothing left to say.
Himal
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Himal  Australia
(Australia)   
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   --- and black--tinkerbell
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