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Aug 2015
When I see you suffering such excruciating pain,
I feel useless and efforts will go in vain.
Unfortunately, happiness wasn't what I could maintain.
You're the reason why I'm sane.

I wonder why am I here for?
I'm of no use and such a bore.
Some may even say I'm an eyesore.
What can I say? These things happened before.

I just wonder and realise how I'm so helpless,
In this situation, I'm more hopeless.
Don't fret cause I'm fearless
But will I withstand in this loneliness?
im so useless at times; most of the times.
J
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