Crying was not always a solution
it was a statement, it was plead, it was joy
it was an emotion, it was a person
different for each soul
It was never a sign of weakness but of control
control over ones self
to show vulnerability through a couple a tears , to conqer anger through the same
they always said ' u cry like a girl' but did they know what it meant to cry like one ?
Crying showed love and comfort u felt towards someone
those little droplets could tell stories u could never write with ink
Some could make u cry , laugh or die inside.
but to cry is a boon , rather to keep it all in
Im glad i cry , loud and high.
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Author:
Edgar_NiyaPoe (
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