There's a knot in his stomach,
he can barley breathe,
but he knows it must be said,
he struggles to find the words,
he wonders how she will react,
will she be mad at him?
will she make him feel worse?
or will she make everything better?
he knows not what it will be,
but he hopes it will help,
its the only thing he has left to do,
and so he speaks those three words....
'I need help.'
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