boys don't cry
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"Boys don't cry"
Has been my recent state of mind
But I'm sure that it must be a lie
Because now I'm flooding on the inside
I am leaking from the outside
And I am plenty of a boy
What is it like to watch me cry?
What is it like to wipe away the tears from my eyes?
Do they match in color?
I can tell you what it is like
To watch you cry
Every heave of your chest
Release (English Sonnet)
There was something about his eyes
Like sadness crept in through his veins
Made home of his heart where it’d hide
Clouds of anger that swelled of rains.
