The Cleansing - Poem by Noemi Lee
I feel like having a good cry.
A mighty cry.
A cry that would wash out all that troubles me.
I feel like having a good cry,
A magnificent cry.
My sorrow will ride on the backs of big fat glorious tears.
They will run down my face, and off of my cheeks.
One dropp of sorrow.
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