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metaphysical memorabilia
Always a few tears for somebody else
can't help but shed at a memory, picture, words maybe
i wish sometimes I could be aloof, and uncaring
and nothing would affect me so strongly and unfairly
it's not even my life, not even my wounds
but they still hurt me, maybe even more than they hurt you who owns'em in the first place.
curse of empathy, sympathy
your burden is mine as well from the first word
and i feel so nosy and impertinent from letting your scars be mine also
i shouldn't. it's even intrusive, unseemly, but I can't help it
second hand feelings added to first hand feelings and pretty soon i'm a saltwater bucket of tears and chortles, sloshing around indecently and staining everything around.
a little bit of it gets into everything. now you see it, now you don't
sometimes I feel like a walking sponge.
porous and heavy with your thoughts and my own
too dramatic, too silly.
yeah