You know that warm feeling of tears falling down your face, or when you're lying there and you can feel them slide down and you can't breathe or its hard to swallow..
You know those tears of built up anger, hate, and confusion.
You just feel pathetic and stupid but angry, yet you're confused... all that built up emotions and every little thing its like a pebble until you break...
Those types of tears...
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Late Night Thoughts
PoesíaA series of thoughts, that I cannot mute. Some would have these at night, while I have them all day.
