Empathy.

There's a devil in me, stay awhile you will see.
It speaks of jealousy & depravity,
wouldn't you like to know it?
I keep it caged & entertained.
It tells me what it thinks.
The thrill of interchangeable pleasure & pain,
never know whether it's me or him.
Do I know anything beyond this charade,
or am I locked in my own dilemma?
It makes me sick & bids me to live,
I'm the devil that says, "Empathy, my pet!"

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