abused kindness
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There was a time where seeing you felt like home.
I wasn't in love with you, nor am I now,
But you were as my brother, I tried giving you a home, a family,
Beauty is perpetually imperative to your existence.
You pride thyself on the fact that you can view even the ugliest things as beautiful and groundbreaking,
Every wilted flower has thrown new seeds,
You with that smile plastered on your face. You are so broken and so out of place. You hear those girls, whispering your name. If only they knew, knew your pain.
should not go unnoticed
and still it does
the kindness I show when
I put up with you
is lost to your small mind
and my anger is thrown
onto the page, so I can
comment the sheet
