Tears
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They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Ellis only allows herself to feel once a year. One month out of twelve she crumbles with the secret she bears. She can only hold on so long as the demons within her mind slip from their cages. She wants to be strong enough, but the tears refuse to be kept at bay.
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