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It won't leave me be
I know why its in strife
And yet, I don't know why.
I know the cause
My conscience is troubled
My eyes saw pain in another
She wept and I don't know why
My heart cries with her pain
I want to help her
To make her pain go away
My soul struggles
Its convinced that I'm the source
Of her pain
My mind says its not possible
Yet the soul says otherwise
The memory of her weeping; Its sharp
How to cope with the thought:
The age old routine
Can give pain to those unknown.