Empathlover - Poem by tabitha driskell
I am an empathlover
You may be wondering
What that is.
I'll tell you don't worry.
Basically an empath's empath
This sucks because you don't
Know if this is his emotion's
Or someone else's since he is
Empathic. It is fun to trick
Empaths, making them think
You are also Empathic but
Actually you are an Empathlover.
To be an empathlover...
That makes anyone wonder.
We are very rare.
Mostly because we are undiscovered.
As in nobody thinks we are empathlovers
The think we are empaths
Sucks to them because if
You think am empath is powerful
Try to control someone like me...
I may not feel you but that empath
Over there does... :)
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