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Empathy

You feel too much...
They said...
That heart of yours...
Forever heavy...
With weight...
Not yours to hold...

You carry too much...
They said...
Those feet...
Weighed down...
By journeys…
Not your own...

You reveal too much…
They said...
Losing yourself...
In questions...
For answers…
Not yours to find...

Without empathy...
Who would I be...she said…
A body with a heart...
That doesn’t beat...
A sun that rises...
But brings no light...
A night that is dark...
With no sleep in sight...

Who would I be...
If I didn’t feel...
Who would I be...
If I didn’t share...
In a world that is already...
in so much despair...
How can it be too much
to simply care?


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