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It was raining.

Terribly alone.

Busy day.

Fucked up day.

BAD DAY.



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I cried for my brother

...for every abused child in the center...

…for my friend…

…for my mom and dad…

and for myself.



I cried for my accomplishments

...for every effort that I have exerted...

…for my failures…

…for my mistakes…

and for my dreams.



I cried for all the times that I cried

…for all the times that I tried…

…for all the hurt I kept deep inside…

...for I was getting tired...

And I am really tired.



Tired of crying for nothing…

And crying for everything…

And I cried some more,

For the things that never were,

And for the things that are yet to come.



I learned...

I CAN FEEL.

And I am still thankful for that