Drabble #30 To Think To Myself

I am no stranger to my tears. They sneak up on me everyday. I used to scold them. I often prayed. They seemed to bully me and destroy me too. But over time they made me speak. I asked why and answered myself. They made me think and I grew up. As a silently weep, I think to myself.

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