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Click hereThere are times I want to cry.
Let go of all sterotypes and just cry.
Scream out my lungs and become a rage of emotions.
Everything becomes too much.
Past, present and future.
Eating away at your soul.
Everyday take it all in.
Everyday suffer through pain.
Building a beast inside.
He comforts me holding close letting all my tears flow.
Holding me like a baby as I die in his arms.
Resurrecting my sense of self and sanity.
Human.
Tears.
Mortal are we all.
Comforted in his arms
Can let the beast be released and cry;
For these are the memories that fade in a man
But refuse to die in a woman's mind.