TEARS
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Last published Sat, Mar 29, 2025
Tears - A Story of Strength and Sorrow
They call it weakness. They say I should be stronger. But they don't see the battle I fight every day.
The pain. The silence. The weight of unspoken words.
If tears mean breaking, then why am I still standing?
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