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To Cry is to Feel the Pleasures of Life

June 10, 2010
By Life-in-between96 BRONZE, Bellevue, Nebraska
Life-in-between96 BRONZE, Bellevue, Nebraska
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The first time I cried I felt so empty. Each tear would slip and slide down my cheek and fall into my hand. I would stare at it as if it were a piece of me. I’d sit on the floor of my room just letting the tears gather in my eyes and roll off my cheeks. I would think of find nothing. I would feel nothing but the dampness of my face. And whenever the tears stopped it was amazing what I felt. Each time after I cried I felt this strange satisfaction. I always felt better. I felt happy. I began to use tears as my drug. Whenever life became too excruciating I would escape to the silence of my room and fill it with tears. When I felt the tiny balls of water escape from my eye I could instantly feel myself healing. At these moments I realized how amazing life can be. Tears were my road trip away from the tortures of reality, and into the pleasures of dreams. I love to cry.

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