I Don’t Cry

My eyes were burning but I couldn’t cry, wouldn’t cry. I hate crying. I Don’t Cry I find my eyes burnand what I see cloudedhazed behind glassblack rims and scratchesno wonder I can’t see. I find that I loathe to cryyour eyes burnand that’s a bad thingto burn is to destroy,destructionto cry is to releasethat […]

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