Victim Of Your Own Kindness

There are some people who
Are very nice and sweet
And there are some people
Who can't stand the happiness
Of others
Then there are some people
Who will simply just tear
Your heart right from your chest
With a big smile while your
Bloody heart still beats
In the clutches of their hands
Watching you collapse
To the ground struggling
For a breath to ask them
"Why"?
"Why me"?
Little did know
It never was about you
To begin with
While you were thinking
You two were good
They were bleeding
You for all they could
Because they saw
You as a
Victim Of Your Own Kindness

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