Category : Poems

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I cry, but not through the eyes, 
I cry inside my heart and my blood.  
I cry as many tears as I have.  

Crying is not a weakness, 
Crying is a proof that I still have feelings 
Inside this fragile body that I use it.  

I cry, you can cry with me if you want, 
You can laugh at my tears,
I have no reason to avoid 
What I really feel inside.

I know that no one can help me
 More than I can help myself.
Sometimes a tear can be my best friend.
 Because remains quiet after it leaves,
 It frees me from the hard struggles I have.