Two Faced?

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Why is it

there is a part of me

that feels everyone’s pain

that I cross in the street like I was an empath

my heart breaks and I feel their discomfort

Then there is a side of me

that wants to be a vigilante

I want to feed all the stray animals

and hold them till they know

the pain is over

but is it ever over?

am I an empath or so self-centered

that I am projecting my pain as others

Why do I want to feed the stray animals

and then leave their irresponsible humans

out in a desert with nowhere to go

to see what being unloved feels like

to know what it feels like to be

shit on

but then again maybe they do…

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