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The effects of crying without ceasing


Submitted:Jan 23, 2013    Reads: 24    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I cry, I gasp

Until I'm all out of breath

I wail, I sob

It never does the job

I cry, be still

All my tears seem to be my hell

I scream, I yell

I'm trapped in a prison cell

My anger and disbelief

And depression

When there is nothing else to do,

I write and I cry





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