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My Special Gift

Each day I fight against and I fight for your love.

My desire to matter to you so strong,
its almost a physical affliction.

But I doubt if I'll ever gain,
a few morsels of your affection?

I think if my presence is not recognized,
maybe my absence will be felt?

But for me another measure has been dealt.

The harder I try to come close,
the further we drift.

Impossible relationships is after all my special gift.
Written by Medusa
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