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the tears I held
made my eyes swell
my cheeks glowed red
and act like it was nothing u said
like it was all in my head
but it wasn't.

pour me cacher d'un rêve
que je pourrais pas me serre
une rêve terrible
qu'elle pense que je mérite
parce que je suis pénible
un rêve de malchance
que j'aimerais prendre
sans souci
d'un rêve pourrie
mais c'est sensesse
un rêve de maladresse

If you made it here I love you <3
these poems are a reflection of my mind and how it works. Thoughts always flying around, some staying for a min and others stay forever.

sincerely, my notes appWhere stories live. Discover now