can't speak my mind
so what's the point in having lips.
can't show my love in proper ways
so what's the point of having a heart.
can't touch those who i want
so what's the point in having hands.
can't go where i want to go
so whats the point in having legs.
can't even control my thoughts
so what's the point in having a brain.can't afford to disappoint again
so what's the point in being here?-auror, 2018-05-25
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Poetrycan you feel the sadness seeping through the electricity? highest: #33 in poetry