I care not for your new found empathy
Keep it within for it means nothing to me
Previous pains that you’ve generously shared
Damaging the ones that really did care
Flicking some switch towards a false epiphany
Ends just as quick as true colors return in infamy
You no longer need to sell your concerns for my heart
Drop the feign pity from your damaging art
Your days of hustling love are now finally done
I’m no longer your fool targeted by your sick sense of fun
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This was written for Fandago’s One Word Challenge – “Hustle”