Crying makes you vulnerable and brittle.
But no,tears are your healing pills.
There were days that were spent in grief.
I don't mind.
An exquisite soul;my mother felt my tears.
These drops of water are precious diamonds.
Shed these for someone who's worthy of it.
Let your ribcage burst open.
And your bones scream of pain.
Let the chaos come out that's swirling inside of you.
The beautiful dreamy eyes are lost forever.
What you see is a pair of dark eyes that portray nothing but a grunge.
The pillow covers drenched in tears are so bone dry now.
Crying is the bitter joy where you comfort yourself.
Beautiful souls are born after shedding tears.

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