A poem for my NARC
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Sep 21 - 10PM
A poem for my NARC
How does it feel to be at the top of the heap?
To fling lightning bolts of viciousness that makes others weep?
How is it to not feel a thing, a block of steely ice?
When a kind word would suffice to melt a heart and give joy to life.
Too long you will remain in your tomb of unfeeling
To find no one kneeling
At your shrine of indifference
really amazing thank you.
Thank you
beautiful poem
Thanks for sharing
This is beautiful
exactly
Beautiful and so true