you might know a boy
loved by his ideas
had he not seen her?
she was hidingthat head of his
know that it was strong
you may grasp when seeing him
do you recall?a lad who knew
or at least seemed as if
someone who you could trust
want to spend time withset high hopes
years ago even
achieved them all
as if it was breathinglike breathing it seemed
to the eyes nearby
nobody saw the sweat
nobody saw the crytenacious boy
who doesn't back down
man enough to face them all
to his mistakes he bowsshe played tricks
none went to anything
her game was high
but she fell for his
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Talking heart
PoetryTransferring my thoughts in form of poetry. To understand myself, probably, maybe.