He admired my melancholy madness and said it was graceful and beautiful

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There isn’t much for me to say on the front today. Admire the poem, it’s not mine but I’m afraid I don’t know who’s it is.

He admired my melancholy madness, and said it was graceful and beautiful.

But it was neither of those things.

I was a hurricane at the center of a

collapsing,

burning

building;

And I wasn’t someone to be admired at all.

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Tank: Arizona, Vest: Zara, Skirt: H&M, Shoes: Converse.

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