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In the midst of the night

I hear their cries

I feel their pain

I see the torture placed upon them

No one else cares

No one else takes time to notice

I can't help but notice

The suffering of others

Placed on my shoulders

And I am slowly breaking down

I try to help

I don't give up

It tears me apart

Not being able to do anything

Not to heal the wounded

Not to cure the ill

To sane up the mad

To punish the wicked

To prize the honored

I can't, impossible

To reach out to all

So I sit in the corner

And suffer the pain of others

I will break

I am breaking

I have broken...