Crying

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There's a pain inside me where nothing lives but my broken hopes. I feel like crying but no tears come.
It hurts to breathe.
I need to cry it out but all that happened is the pain behind my face and above my throat.
There's another way though.
So I go to my closet and pull out my friend.
"Back again? I missed you"
It hisses.
It kisses my thighs
some deep some shallow.
I watch my skin cry as I wish to die.

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