Stillness
I was made with an infinite depth of empathy;
a limitless capacity to sacrifice myself.
It has cost many years and countless tears
to realize
not all possess this character.
So now when I am betrayed and disappointed
by those self-serving cynics,
I no longer try to fix them.
I accept they are not worthy
of the chance to darken my soul.
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