I regret it so much. I regret life, regret living. Tears have comforted me more than my own mother. They won't hide them self any longer. Tears comfort me more than I can comfort myself. Tears accompany me every night since that one night. Tears are tears. Let them be what they are. Let them show themselves. Let them represent what they mean. Tears aren't enemies they are welcome.
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Tears
Short StoryTears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion. -Veronica Roth Tris
