An insignificant being A joke you made to friends. Lie you spoke in darkness A thousand unused pens. Dancing around to rain Singing songs you cannot hear. Lightening hitting a burning building Nobody had seen in over a year. Ears that never hear me Lips that never speak. Hands that never touch me It isn't me you seek. Maybe I'm just not enough An angel without a wing. Inside me, I'm a lion To you, I am nothing.
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