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Mar 1
You may not have noticed,
When you begin to lose control.
Feelings and emotions,
Lost without a goal.

While everyone one seemed happy,
Taking life in their stride.
Most people will not notice,
The pain you had to hide.

With a feeling that you're falling,
Spiraling into a darkened space.
Not until you reach the bottom,
You'll begin to feel disgrace.

Now you must take a look up,
For we are waiting here for you.
To accept and understand,
But first  hold out your hand.
John Ryles
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John Ryles  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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