No one could care for me. Especially not the one I love. I, am a freak. No one could love me. I care for them. I care for her. I love her. I love her with all my heart. She, is beauty. Yet, I am, the beast What cruel trick has been played on me? Why must I be like I am? I love a girl. She is an angel. She walks among the clouds. She came down from heaven. She is divine. I, am a creature. She is beauty. I am the beast. I could not be of the clouds. I am a monster. One look at me causes pain. I cannot be cared for. I cannot be loved. Not by one so heavenly. An angel wouldn't love me. She wouldn't love a freak. Not her, she is beauty. I am the beast. What have I done? I must be being punihed. What crime is so great, What offense so evil, As to be punished like this? She won't love me. I am sure of it. Not one so pure and fine. She, is beauty. I, am, the beast. -A. Starodub, The Light Poet
Reason for writing:
What inspired me to write this was being turned down by a girl for the fifth time in my life. I submitted it to help with some of the pain.
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