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You
The person in my life I never quite new how to talk too.  

How can I help?

At every chance I get, I swear I try to let you in.



Isolation won't comfort you.



You might think being alone will make you

stronger.


Is it just

A cry for aid?

Or maybe you were like this from the start.



I don't want to see you like this anymore.
When a cat
Splats
Flat on your lap

(That black cat
That first heard “****!"
But came right back)

With no care in the world
Dives deep into cat nap
On your lap

Pray a poem of thanks:
This stretching feline
Trusts you

— The End —