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Sep 2014
We’ve all lived in that dark dark place
Where no one ever came face to face
I saw everyone’s walls as they rebuilt
I searched for the answer to what we all felt

I felt myself fall and tumble
And watched as my own walls began to crumble
Yet I couldn’t help myself
‘Cause I wasn’t myself

And even though they said it gets better
Why did it feel like I was sleeping on a stretcher
Or the cold concrete floor of lives gutter
‘Cause I couldn’t find my way out of that clutter

Until I was pulled to side
And told it was no time to hide
It was time to stand up
And recognize we were all fed up

Fed up with society
Fed up with our anxiety
Fed up with their priorities
Fed up with most of humanity

So we smashed our walls to dust
We began to learn that the key was trust
Trust that we will never again go down that *****
Trust in one anothers hope

-E. A. F
even when you fall to your hands and knees, STAND UP, dust the dirt away and carry on!
Elizabeth Fruin
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Elizabeth Fruin  27/F/Durham
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