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When I look into your eyes,
I see something , Something no one else sees. A boy traped by the memories of his past, Your looking for something you can't seem to find, Something no one ever gave you. You keep searching,and searching, Your blinded,traped,alone but no one seems to care. I see in your eyes fear ,decite and pain, They seem disgusted by you and your actions. But they don't see it, They don't know the pain you do, They haven't seen the sites you've seen, And they can't feel the things you've felt. You just sit there broken,ashamed and alone,looking for love.
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