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Sep 2017
the feeling cleansed part I like
those tears
though they
hurt
and the things that lead up toΒ Β blood red
eyes
tears down to your chin
and those breathless deep sobs
where you can't catch a breath
thrash out
hide your head under pillows
they are the worst kind
they make me cry in and of theirself
which adds to the depth and hurt
of why I am crying
in the first place
but the cleanse when it stops
I swear I see rainbows
wordvango
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