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Oct 2014
He is drowning,

          drowning down a well I cannot reach.

He is drowning,

           I call to him, "Come back, come back my love!".

He is drowning,

          does he not hear my cries, my despair?

He is drowning,

         I see the darkness engulf him, carry him away.

He is drowning,

         he is cloaked in the comfort of emptiness.

He is drowning,

        I cannot save him for he is one with the dark now.

He is drowning,

        I succumb to the darkness with him....
My son is battling depression....I would say more but only tears come now...
LA Brown
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LA Brown  In a Hobbit Hole
(In a Hobbit Hole)   
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