People don't get it, they don't understand.
The life of a victim,
Dealt a bad hand.
Their true self hidden,
They follow every command.

People dont know the severity
Of loving someone with a dissociative identity.

I love you.
I hate you.
Feeling ambivalent.

Intimidated then appreciated.
Threatened then protected.
Hated then loved.

Just focus on the good.
Love him stil, you should.

He will always be family.
His only lost in his feelings of vanity.

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