Dried Eyes

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I wish I had love
The kind that was in the cheesy movies.
The kind that made your heart and bones tingle.
But I can't.
I'll never have that.
I've cried so much in the last year.
I want to cry every day, at home, during school, but I can't.
I hide behind the fake smile that convinces people I'm alright.

But it's as if God was against me.
Sometimes I think
"What God?"

Where was he when I was troubled?
Where was he when I was crying?
Where was he when I need help?
When i held the razor?

Tears prick my eyes, but they never spill.
Ever.
I wish they did.
Oh how I wish.

It would make my life, so much easier.

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