the world is tearing me apart
and it's falling right on me
I thought I was strong and brave
but turns out, I'm not
I can't take the weight it puts on me
I'm not strong and brave.

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tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
a fool to think-sixty two
the world is tearing me apart
and it's falling right on me
I thought I was strong and brave
but turns out, I'm not
I can't take the weight it puts on me
I'm not strong and brave.