shame was burning in his lungs
but he didn't carepain was lingering down his spine
but he didn't carehe's doing all of this
to keep his imagebut what he showed me,
that side of his,
i know it's all a game
i know he's facing a liedoing all of this
just to protect his imagehe lies,
and lies
and liesso they'll give him more pride
and his ego
will growbut there'll always be shame,
and sooner or later,he'll realize i was different than the others
that i actually cared
the shame he couldn't face
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what hurts the most (poetry)
PoetryThe hurting The grieving The healing The loving The strength The fighting The sacrificing