that was her problem:
she cared, too much.
she cared, a lot, for others
that it killed her, a little,
each time they didn’t
reciprocate her concern–
until she cared her last.
now, she’s different.
she doesn’t care, anymore.
like a seed, gone dry,
nothing affects her–
nothing, at all.
she cared, too much.
she cared, a lot, for others
that it killed her, a little,
each time they didn’t
reciprocate her concern–
until she cared her last.
now, she’s different.
she doesn’t care, anymore.
like a seed, gone dry,
nothing affects her–
nothing, at all.
–Diwa
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