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A good cry

I’m calling out for help

Friends, family

Begging almost

I don’t know how to get through

I feel it coming

Washing up

Tears trickle down my cheeks

Voice starts to go

End my call

I can understand

Bitter taste

Need to carry on

Then

It floods

Wailing like a child scorned

The only friend I have

That consoles me

The hypocrite

Is man’s best friend

That this bastard cannot keep

I’m just going to give her away

Because she’s too much….

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In my time of need

She is there

I cry

I cry

I cry

Hysterically

Breakdown finally hits

Will I go on?

Have I got a choice?

Things look bad

They always do

Going through bad times?

Have a good cry

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