men don't cry [Poetry]
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  • Reads 145,035
  • Votes 17,784
  • Parts 132
  • Time 40m
Complete, First published Dec 25, 2017
[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18]

"we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts"

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i sincerely hope
you don't relate to
any of these poems 

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