I see you doing it too
trying to make someone care
thinking you can,
not knowing it's
hopeless:
like stopping rain,
wishing away cold,
wondering why the
water has seeped
through your hands
when you look down
and they're empty.
I can't tell you
If they were born
so void of heart,
if they killed it in a
sudden blow
or watched it slowly sink
into the icy deep abyss.
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But know this:
protect your heart
or you will end up
feeding it to
the beast.