The Beauty of Crying

I love it when I cry

No, I’m not a masochist

I just love the feeling

Of tears rolling and flowing

Creating a path

To my bare face

Roaming like a new river

Finding its way to the sea

I love the feeling

Of how this once 

suppressed feelings

Had finally found their way out

Leaving. Never to return again

I love crying

It lets me bid farewell

To whatever that hurts

If only it can easily make me forget

What made me cry 

In the first place.


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