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they say, the closer you to somebody the more it hurts. it starts with a conversation. throw in some yelling. it really begins with that one tear, that turns into a couple dozen. and in the end, all that's left is a mass of dried up tears. afterward, it goes into a silent death wish. when you walk pas them, you want to curl up and die. like a dried up leaf on your lawn. it gets better, yet worse. they talk to you. and you end up not saying anything, why you ask yourself? because you'reto afraid to say something wrong and make it worse. Cry, Cry, Cry an original by: jenni mindock
