Mended by tears
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? You lay there wide awake hoping no one else can hear your sobs. The middle of your forehead starts to ache as your sobs grow louder and harder.
Tears stream down your face and pool inside your oh so beautiful dimples.
Tears mend even the most broken souls.
Your eyelashes lay softly against your cheeks still wet from all of the tears you cried; somehow you feel better, the tears washed away all of the words they said. It was almost like nothing had happened.
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