I felt myself falling 

        Deeper and

             Deeper and

                  Deeper

Until five hands reached out and pulled me back up. 

When I felt those hands slipping, another four reached out and grapped my other. 
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I don't know where you're re going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul

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If you want to know something about me, or just have to talk, write me, I don't bite (normally ;)) 

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Reject:  #427 in teen-fiction  #467 in Random 

Where do broken hearts go: #408 in Random

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