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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

Do you hear me?
You never hear me when I call out
You are always somewhere else
It seems not to matter when I’m bleeding
For you,… there’s only self.
I could have fallen from the rooftop?
The ground could open and drag me down?
I could have pleaded with my arms reached out
But when I look? you’re not around.
I have cried, and cried out in frustration
Trying to understand your inner thoughts?
My mind is a ball of confusion
Cause growing up this is not what’s taught.
I have no answers that can help now
There is just an emptiness I’m trying to fill
But every day the distance between us
Is becoming a bigger deal.

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