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For every dark night, there's a brighter day.

When crying is the only option,
Crying over the things you lose,
Crying over the loved ones - who left,
Crying all alone,
Crying your heart out,
Crying that comes from the pit of your stomach,
Crying that makes you weak in your limbs,
Crying that makes you go breathless,
Crying like your heart is gonna stop,
Crying while shivering, praying,
Crying like your body has turned into pain,
Crying like this is the end of the world,
Crying with hopelessness,
Crying, knowing you will never get over it,
Crying like insane, mad person,
Crying like you will never be able to cry again,

Crying your life away...




If that is how you are crying,
Cry!
I know it hurts,
It hurts so hard that nobody can ever understand,
It hurts physically crying in such a way,

I know it all,
But believe me,
After every dark night comes a brighter day,
A day that will shine your life out,

A day filled with happinesses and happinesses,
A day worth crying, worth all that pain,
A day you will never get enough of,
And then you'll understand,
Those were the tears to make you more strong,
Those were the howls to bless you with more joy, more thankfulness, more hopes.
Yes, crying hurts really hard,
But still, it's a blessing, not a curse,

So cry like a river,
Make a bridge,
And get over it...



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