The Tears I don't know how to cry
So many tears
I have shed
Throughout my life
But there are
Many that I didn't
Know how to
Those ones I held in
All came out at once
In the form of a panic attack
Or over something small
That I felt like someone
Had just opened up
A faucet to full flow.
I wish I could understand
The tears I don't know
How to cry
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