I am crying so hard
My chest tightens around
Me
It’s just a show
Just a show with little actors
Who go home at the end of the day
But they’ve put on a tragedy
Real tears on the screen
A little slice from my heart spread thinly
Displaying a story told hundreds of times
Love which cannot last
Love which was never meant to thrive
But I wish it could
My head hurts so much
I am so tired of love stories which do not last
Love stories with people like me
Are never meant to last
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Author:
H.R. Powell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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