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Crying Down a Waterfall

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There I stood. Looking beyond all the horrible memories. I was swelled up in bundles of tears. Not knowing that it all soon will pass, but hoping that it will. I look down at my feet. A tear drop falls down on my left shoe and darkened it. I closed my eyes rather harshly. Could i handle all the pain? No. No. No. I couldn't. I had already begun to cry down a waterfall. I covered my hands over my face. I spread my index finger away from my middle finger. I peared through and between the both of them. I closed up the gap. Then, one by one i removed each finger from my face. I turned and walked away leaving shoe trails in the grass from where I was walking. Me, with my feet sunk into the grass everywhere I stepped. Me, killing the grass. Me, crying down a waterfall.





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