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54. Tears

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Every time the light gleamed in my eyes, it made them water,

Yet they were tears that always wanted to escape,

Tears I'd held within for too long, until one day they were forced out,

And all I could do was let it because there was no other way.

Perhaps I'd been strong for too long, or had I mistaken my weakness for strength?

Maybe if I tried harder, my tangled thoughts would give me an answer,

Or maybe if I just stopped trying for once, I'd be making it easier on myself,

If only the tears... if only the tears would just... stop.

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