When you found a reason to be happy,
Life took it away.
It didn't just take it like it owns it,
It rips you from what you had,
And kicked you in the guts.
You were once on top,
Then you fell down hard.
Sometimes you just walk away with minor bruises.
Sometimes it takes time to start waking up and crawl.
Sometimes you just lay down there,
Waiting for someone to held out their hands and help you.
But in truth,
No one cares.
Truly care.
You need to be strong for yourself.
No one can.
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