sᴇʟғᴛɪᴛʟᴇᴅ | ˡᶦᵗᵉʳᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ

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01.26.18

dedicated to the person who infatuated me

I'm a scream with no sound

A poem without meaning

A tear lacking feelings

A broken heart with no pain

I'm something special but I'm nothing to you