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Feb 2021
There's a hole inside of him that can't be filled,
no matter how many hearts he breaks
or spirits he kills.
This is his retribution for being born.
It took a while to notice how
he smiles at the darkness and prefers
being the object of their scorn.
No cure exists for him,
even though some innocents still try.
Until they saw him laugh at their broken hearts
just so he could see the pain in their eyes.
They learned the sad truth the hard way
after letting him **** them dry.
Some people can never be saved,
and that's just a fact of life.
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