'Stranger'

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Sometimes I find myself,

Spilling my emotions,

Onto someone,

I barely know,

I know they don't care,

But that doesn't stop me.

Word after word,

My problems exploded,

Tears poured down my face,

With every letter,

I felt a bit better,

And somehow this helped.

Who knew,

Just talking,

Could help everything.

And even a stranger,

Whom I barely knew,

Helped make sure,

I didn't cut that night.

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