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I wanted to be sympathetic

Her eyes glazed over in tears

I wanted to comfort her through it

But I couldn’t get rid of the fears

She’d battled so many demons

They kept at her, time and again

Hopelessly, she had given up

There was no way she could win

She glanced at me in the mirror

I looked away, I couldn’t take it

Why did this always happen to me?

Is there a chance I’ll never make it?

I’ve wiped away tears, forgotten the fears

Though it happens, on and off, through the years

Dry are my eyes, I’ve stifled the cries

But never shall I be able to sympathize


The Daily Post: Sympathize

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