When everyone was floating in their own messy dreams and desires except a kitten named happy,
she cried miraculously.
Undesired tears effortlessly slid down rosy cheeks. And she couldn't quite fathom her bodies newfound treason.
Her own free will burnt and bent, deep in the pit of her heat concealed many reasons.Her tears were now just a simple waterfall, every drop out of control.
Tear after tear after tear.
As they dripped her tears did sing a sort of healing tune, like a century old violin
synchronizing with her emotions.
For her tears had but one purpose, to cure her impending doom, a disease that goes by depression.
So she finally fell into deep slumber. Secure with her bodies greatest retaliation,
tears that heal.
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•Hey tears can heal too:3 ~Cinderelly
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PoetryCover art by @fairrosamund (Instagram) ~Extraordinary poems that tell stories from an ordinary latina Girl.• Some are short and sweet, some are long and strong, you will love each💞.•~ I dare you to get to the end and tell me you didn't like this b...