I wonder if you feel pain every time you are kind.
If it pulls at you, and you feel yourself come apart stitch by stitch. If it burns you, slowly, from the inside out. If it feels like drowning inside, and you can't breath.
Maybe it feels like falling, and biting wind.
It must feel terrible, for that could be the only reason you are unkind. The only reason your words drip venom- and your eyes are so cold they burn.
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