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I ate the poison with you. I fell right beside you And I helped you get back up. I kissed your scraped knees In the ghosts of your mothers lips But I was your friend. I resuscitated your heart When you stopped it from beating I drank your tears And cried them myself. I cared; I never once pricked you With the same needle The world persistently penetrated You with And I would have ****** out the venom From those snake bites If you’d asked me to, Knowing that you’d never Take that bullet for me, Even if I asked you to. But I still jumped into the fire To make sure you got out Alive. And somehow You thought you were alone. And somehow I ended up In front of the gun And you had no problem Pulling the trigger.
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 9:04 PM UTC
The Downside to Empathy
I ate the poison with you. I fell right beside you And I helped you get back up. I kissed your scraped knees In the ghosts of your mothers lips But I was your friend. I resuscitated your heart When you stopped it from beating I drank your tears And cried them myself. I cared; I never once pricked you With the same needle The world persistently penetrated You with And I would have ****** out the venom From those snake bites If you’d asked me to, Knowing that you’d never Take that bullet for me, Even if I asked you to. But I still jumped into the fire To make sure you got out Alive. And somehow You thought you were alone. And somehow I ended up In front of the gun And you had no problem Pulling the trigger.
#anger#resentment#empathy#backstabbing
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angela-mirisola
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 9:04 PM UTC
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