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I cry. yes I do.. I am not a god an immortal to all these hurts, I get lost in the mist of my own crowded eyes, searching for reasons to all the emotions every droplet a sign of my powerful heart, that is able to love so much and hurt so bad at the same time, an angelic paradox of it's own a testimony of his powerful love . ©m_e_reidow
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
Cry
I cry. yes I do.. I am not a god an immortal to all these hurts, I get lost in the mist of my own crowded eyes, searching for reasons to all the emotions every droplet a sign of my powerful heart, that is able to love so much and hurt so bad at the same time, an angelic paradox of it's own a testimony of his powerful love . ©m_e_reidow
this is to assure all of you beautiful people that crying isn't a sign of weakness, it is a Power only a few can understand. let it out, clean your heart through the ways of your soul and be free. . Just cry if you need to
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
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