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Diagenris Garcia
Tears
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Eighth Grade, Bridgham Middle School
Laying in my bed, head on pillow tears streaming doen like branches on willow.
Silk eyelashes shielding the salty wet. Keeping room for those which haven't fallen yet.
Really don't know when they'll stop but they flow down to the bottom of your chin. Drying and soaking all within.
Tears help you understand things that aren't meant to be.
Sometimes they're not wanted, sometimes they are. And sometimes tears help you heal your scars.
Tears are the untonld stories of the heart. Tears are the things that bring us together not apart.
