"You shouldn't value me."
And to what did I owe this prelude
To another tragedy.
My heart like a string
On a line dried out by the rain
Wrung and left to live
On the sun's pain
I scream every time she says my name.
Drifting on insecurity
A lonely sea
A deadly sea
A bowl of cereal
Rife with sctricnin and redundancy
Laced with a legacy of absolute incredulity for perpetuity and the entire internet to see.
I cant even count the loss anymore
Because my heart has never been so forlorn.
Nobody cares about a broke niggas love
Because a broke nigga cant give anyone the superficial love they dream of.
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