One day, I hope to cry diamonds.
My tears must have value.
You think your words don't hurt? You are so wrong for thinking so.
Words can hurt.
Words can stab.
Words can break your soul.
Words did break my soul.
Everyone around you will make you feel like your tears don't have value...
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But one day, I'll run away to the land of nowhere.
I'll find a place to store my loneliness.
I'll hug my knees and comfort myself.
I'll cry my diamonds - my tears will have value.
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Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
