I have just found somethinkg that I think would be wise i kept to myself.
For her sake.
I don't know what she has read.
IF she has read any of this.
But I'm sure she had to have read a few.
I didn't really think she knew how to,
Well of course she knew how, but I
didn't think she knew how to do it well.
I guess talents are passed on.
Or maybe the feeling of craziness induces a persons ability to write.
The more I think about that the more it makes since.
When you have no one to listen,
you know the pen and paper will.
At least it feels like someone is listening.
Like you have one friend.
I'm here for you.
Let me take the crazy away.
Let me at least try.
Let me be able to look beyond my own crazy.
Let me help you.
I'm not saying I'll be much help,
just saying I want to try.
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