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Punch Holes


Did you know my eyes have holes in them? 

They're torn open

I can never keep the water inside

It oozes, dripping

Rolling down my face leaving thick, ugly tracks

 

I hate it

I need to have napkins at hand, always.

 

They said they're tear ducts

We all have them

It's funny, I laugh

 

"Why do mine always leak?" 

"You're just emotional"

 

Oh. 

Oh! 

 

Okay, that makes sense

It's funny, we laugh

 

"Hey why are you crying?" 

"Don't worry I’m just laughing too hard"

 

There they go again,

Always fucking leaking

 

It's okay

I think I have tissue.

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CH
<p>Thank you :]</p>
TamingOfSeaWolves
<p>very unique i like it</p>

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