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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

The New Day
No one saw me in the dark shadows
Sometimes fighting just to survive
I was labelled and then quietly discarded
Who cared if I was alive?
I fought against the fears born within me
I fought against going insane
I battled all with no thoughts of glory
Just so I’d be looked upon.. The same.
I was the darkness light escapes from
I was the doorway to my own cell
I was the excuse when somebody screwed up
I was living a true living hell.
I was the one that fought for my freedom
I was the one who had tried not to lie
…but I was also just a child back then
That far to often cried.
Now I am older and I hope much wiser
Aware of the games that all people play
Having walked many pathways all leading to destruction
I am now living my life my way.
I am happy but still have more questions
 Maybe one day what I seek will become clear
I still have some fears but that's only normal
But now it’s the new day I hold dear.

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