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I feel the need to cry, to see tears coming from my eyes. But no tears fall, my eyes are dry. I want to cry, to see tears falling from my eyes. I don't want you to see me cry, and tears falling from my eyes. I want to be your friend, but I found out your dead. I feel the need to cry, and see tears falling from my eyes. To feel the tears falling down my cheeks. Information is constantly sucked away from my soul. My wants and needs are never filled, I feel the need to cry, to feel the tears falling from my eyes. Now I can cry. I can see tears coming from my eyes. My eyes are no longer dry. I can feel the tears on my face.