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Click hereI lay awake and wonder, what I have done to deserve this pain.
My soul is hollow,
My soul is bare,
My heart beats at a terrifying rate.
I see my self in the mirror,
but my life is foggy and no clearer.
I have two loves mutually exclusive.
I travel through time trying to find a path.
On one hand she is beautiful and full of talk.
Saving lives and helping others. I though that she was it,
and we would walk forever.
Then there is the other, equally as beautiful, and full of doubt.
I fucked her over and now I’m out.
Inside my body, inside my soul, they’re ripping my insides out.
If only I could do the right thing. Why must it be as it is?
Why must I be as I am?
Your words say you're conflicted but the underlying emotions that you present imply no such conflict. It's as if you want to be seen as a gentleman by not engaging in a fuck and run.