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It’s empathy from friends but it’s pity from the others
Who accidentally spit on you whilst you’re in the gutter
A chance to make amends? Or polite exchanges?
Maybe sometimes call them friends
When really they’re just well meaning strangers
Oh, I cauterized
Silly dreams that hurt my mind
Metamorphosize
In reverse
Find myself a canvas swathe
To revert
Those I’d want to see
Too far to spit on me
There a those who where my friends
I may never see again
