The Tears Hidden In My Handkerchief

The Tears Hidden In My Handkerchief

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The first of April. I close my eyes, squeeze them shut and shake my head. That was a sad, sad day to remember. My eyes sting but I refuse to give way to the sorrow. At least for now I will keep them away. I can’t take it anymore. I fall to my knees in front of the window. I sob miserably in the light of the lightening as it storms outside. My heart aches as I remember April the first and the tears hidden in my handkerchief.
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Tears

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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