you say you don't want to hurt XXX's feelings anymore than they've been.
and for some reason i feel no compassion towards that.
so go and do what you set out to do - not hurt XXX.
just that if i have no compassion, treat me like i do to them.
because that's what's supposed to happen, in this world that doesn't mean so much anymore.
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Plethora [Of Poetry]
PoetryLike watching a play of emotions from the front row seats. Plethora. _________________ Plethora [Of Poetry]. Original Poetry By @JeonDaokookie.