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What is this, is this empathy? I can feel your pain - it's all about me, I don't want to be the one in equal pain, When there is no experience that I have to gain, From hearing your words, your story, For the most part, I'd find it boring. But you recant it with such fervour, That in protest I dare not murmur, The urgency in which I want it to halt, Neither of us are at fault, You want to connect, to tell me your past, I'm really just hoping the tale does not last, It hurts, these feels, I have for you, Your wounds are old, but for me they are new.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
Egoist Empath
What is this, is this empathy? I can feel your pain - it's all about me, I don't want to be the one in equal pain, When there is no experience that I have to gain, From hearing your words, your story, For the most part, I'd find it boring. But you recant it with such fervour, That in protest I dare not murmur, The urgency in which I want it to halt, Neither of us are at fault, You want to connect, to tell me your past, I'm really just hoping the tale does not last, It hurts, these feels, I have for you, Your wounds are old, but for me they are new.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
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