To Be Apathetic

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Kill my empathy,
It mourns those I've barely known.
It cries with the hurting,
It weeps for the dying.
But the tears weren't mine
To fall.
Take this bleeding heart,
Crush it into nothing.
For it's better not to feel at all,
Than to feel for everything.

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