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trials of love

she looks at me
with disapproving eyes
her sadness behind it
touches me in ways i cannot explain
but the eyes i see
the looks i get
keep me at bay
and i feel isolated
i have the urge to help her
but its drowned by her face
maybe this is how it is meant to be
for me, living life
full of sadness and misunderstanding
never feeling love and compassion
why am i cursed?
why am i damned? 
Written by schizodude (a voice from the void)
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