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For this feeling of love that haunts humanity on a regular basis, is beginning to become more then i can bare. To love someone and know that they can't, not that they wont, that they can't,feel the same way about you, is a feeling unbearable by the most gaurded indeviduals. For i fear i am destined to live my life as superman, helping others but forever walking the earth alone...sometimes i can't descide whether its a curse or a gift. Sometimes i dont care which, just that it would end, but somehow it never does. Love is'nt the only problem this troubled man has on his shoulders anymore. Now im burdoned with the responsability of taking on tasks far greater then that of an 18 year old.My mind is haunted with riddles of how i am to complete the task at hand. Part of me hoping it would all end, wishing it would.....but the other part knows better, knows it pointless to hope for such things as releif, happiness. I pity thyself for being to weak to save myself...yet pray for someone to come and finish me off...leave me for the blood thirsty vultures...to prove those who always said i'd never be anything right.  Just wish it would end, bring peace and unrelenting silence to ears full of the sound of time ticking by...ego vota is would terminus , quod post modum is vadum.....