My soul it is so sensitive, empath I am called
I’m like a sponge digesting, the troubles in the world
I feel a sense of sadness, no reason for it so
I also shed my tears, for others I don’t know
I’m shifting quickly all the time, something news attached
I don’t know when it’s coming, a time when life is black
I have to heal it quickly, or suffer I will feel
But it only emphasis, the world we live is real
Two sides to my story, at times I feel such joy
Feeling vibrations within the world, I know someone feels good
I feel all warm and lifted, like my feet float of the ground
An empath you may also be, An Angel, we’re around
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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