I knew I was stronger
But not as much To be heartbroken And shed no tears That will make me suffer. I knew that silent Was gonna feel like Cold water in winter And have my heart Frozen in the dark. I knew no actions Are done with no reactions That life moves on With no intentions To cover up the Sun I knew it was nice But illusion is just that; An untrusted tingle In this body of mine Forgotten in just time. I knew I was stronger But not as much To be heartbroken And shed these tears That tear me apart. By Maria Roca
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Maria Roca
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