February 26, 2012
I don't know.
Writing doesn't help.
Singing doesn't help.
Cutting doesn't help.
Burning doesnt help.
I've gotten to the point of no help.
I need help.
Nobody has any help.
Not for me, no help.
I went to  counselor for help.
But she didn't help.
She lectured, not help.
I don't even want to help.
I can't sleep to help.
I can't even act to help.
Maybe He will help.
He's been the one to help.
He can always help.
Absolutely always has help.
For me, I love his help.
Smiles and joy come from help.
Only from his help.
But I love his help.
I love him and his help.

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