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torments me again and again this one thought. I am alone. There are many people who would enjoy spending time with me, who want to be my friends, but they can give me what I want.
Even in their society, I feel alone and lost.
My soul and my heart cry out for salvation, I will not continue aimlessly wander about in this cold world. I will not add on and act like a puppet. One should not live and work, but I can not. I want to go my own way, or none at all.
When hope vanishes into the darkness and disappears, the last ray of hope on the horizon, what we should then live? Each additional gray day to go through, with no prospect of better times, with no prospect of a future that is worth living. I hoped my feelings, to have already killed a long time ago, but that pain which I feel right now makes me understand how wrong that assumption was. To atone for that mistake, I'll still long, because even in moments the emptiness I remember that pain and try to stun him with all my resources available to at least a little while ...
is certain it always the same lender, a girl to be loved that seeks dannach ... I know that there are some who love me, but it is not warmed my heart, for the one who gave him a painful blow, it disdains. It was easy to believe finished, I could find my happiness with him, because we are so similar to us. Never before have I met a man who seemed so similar as when I looked into a mirror and saw my counterpart. But just as I love myself and love and hate so I hate him and if he is to me something like that as I thought, then he loves and hates me just the way he loves and hates. No longer able to think, to sleep, even food and drink disdaining I can not turn a thought of him, always in the knowledge lost it for me to know. The pain gripped firmly to my chest so that I even breathing is difficult and that pain in my heart, which are physically conditioned to grow, with every rising moon. If I Was hopes to redeem this weak body? Some wounds heal, the time is not, those who keep us firmly in her mouth and forged with her, from complaints and despair, iron chains excite us to the ground and shackles. Not able to go a step further to be heading to new destinations.
Time and again we hear how people complain about the pain of love, but it is likely only natural that these people are never the sweet taste of true love have cost, because they could then her heart again bind to another person? There can be only one true love and if you lose this one is doomed to be delivered in the darkness, the pain ...
paves Still unseen and a tear its way through the wide face of the velvety soft skin, to announce the break to a small world, but it is ignored.