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Feb 2020
i still can’t believe it
all those late night conversations
they meant nothing
nothing at all
because in the end
my mind’s always been right
im too imperfect for anyone to love me
my heart
my stupid, stupid heart
i actually believed that you loved me
now that i think about it its so obvious
that it wasnt real.
neither is hope.
nothing is real.
because in the end.
everything falls.
and your heart breaks.
strong hearts dont break, they said.
but you’re wrong.
strong hearts are strong because they’ve been broken so many times.
and when the strong hearts break.
you can’t imagine the pain of all of those heartstrings finally snapping.
you can’t.
this is an old poem but i kinda like it hehe
Written by
tree  19/in your head
(19/in your head)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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