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I never learned to cry with style, silently, the pearl-shaped tears rolling down my cheeks from wide luminous eyes, as on the covers of True Love comics, leaving no smears or streaks. I wished I had; then I could have done it in front of people, instead of in bathrooms, in darkened movie theatres, shrubberies and empty bedrooms, among the party coats on the bed.

found in “Lady Oracle”, authored by Margaret Atwood. hiccup added this, April 18, 2012.
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Dry racking sobs, tear-stained, blotched, mottled skin, puffy eyed, bleary eyed, nose running, blowing nose, distraught, great heaving sobs, intense, crying in abject misery, silent tears rolling down her cheeks, devastated, pink eyes, red in the face, seemingly endless flow of tears.

charlie described this, November 12, 2013.
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I've seen the movies, and the shows. They never truly cried. From what I have seen when someone cries it's not pretty. Their eyes swell and turn red. They are unable to speak, unable to breath, nothing. The world around, becomes a blur of color that melts to gray. The weight in their chest and locks in their throats. The pain in the back of the mind the comes forward by the slightest reminder. A small token of sorrow and misery. Of course we can't forget the tears. Small crystal beads that trail down the cheeks to the neck, and the chest. Only to melt into the cloth they wore or to fall off their pouting lip.

chalcanthite described this, February 15, 2014.
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Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.

Paige Keating described this, April 13, 2014.
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A single tear slid down from his warm, butterscotch eyes, followed by another one, and another one, until soon, a steady stream of salty tears flowed it's way down his pale cheek, releasing the sadness and sorrow that has been held inside of him for all this time but still he did not make a sound. At the same time, a girl with deep, blue eyes, let out a heart wrenching wail, that was followed by a series of blatant tears. One would ask. Is it better to rack your body with noisy sobs and let the world know of your pain, or to slowly release your emotion within yourself with silent tears?

Lucy Holdsworth described this, March 30, 2013.
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His crying was both ferocious and noisy. He blinked briny tears from bloodshot eyes, his thick lashes stuck together in clumps as if he'd been swimming. The tears made wet tracks down his face and dripped from his stubbled, wobbling chin. Clear watery snot streaked from his flaring nostrils down his red mottled skin to his open quivering lips. His hands open and closed, rhythmically clenching as if there could be some violent solution to his pain if only he could find it.

angela described this, April 18, 2012.
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I stumbled to where I guessed Ari sat in the darkness of our new home, and sank down beside the whispering, weeping figure. “Hey, Ari… Are you okay?” I idiotically blurted. She was clearly NOT okay. Ariadne raised her hand, ghostly in the firelight, and wiped the tears pouring from her eyes away from her cheeks. The tears under her pale pink mask however were another matter. She stuck her fingers under the edges and wiggled them around a bit, slapping away my hands when I tried to help her. As soon as she had cleared her tears away, a fresh torrent bust forth. Her body was wracked with great sobs and she shook like a leaf. I pulled her to my chest where she stayed until her crying subsided. When she finally looked at me, her beautiful brown eyes were swollen and sore.

loveleahxox described this, October 4, 2014.
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My eyes were burning and my chest felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. I could no longer see clearly. All I knew was that she was gone, out of my life for possibly forever. Alone in a field I stood up and reached out my hand so that I could clearly see it, there were no markings at all. She was gone. Forever. A drop of water fell onto my hand I looked to the sky and even though the sky had been grey and looked like it was about to break into a heavy downpour, not a drop came from the sky. Looking down at my hand again another drop appeared and I realized that the liquid was coming from my eyes.

ratoriravenwolf described this, September 25, 2014.
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He was sniffling into his sleeves.

randolf described this, November 12, 2013.
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First, her nose grew very red at the tip; then, her small mouth screwed itself around by her left ear; gradually, her round face wrinkled till it resembled a withered crabapple; and finally, if one listened intently and watched closely, one could hear small sniffs and see two infinitesimal drops of water issue from the nearly closed and wrinkled eyes.

found in “A Daughter of the Rich”, authored by M. E. Waller. daisy added this, October 8, 2012.
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Now red, tear-rimmed eyes stared back at me, with watery streaks falling down my freckled face. I smoothed my now chaotic hair and wiped the tears from my cheeks which were now blotchy and mottled. My whole face was now washed with a dull red, including the very end of my nose

kaj described this, June 14, 2014.
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A salty fluid dripped over my small, cracked lips. My knees buckled as the marble tiles collided with my knees.

whippedicecream described this, April 19, 2014.
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They were tears of joy, she was crying with sheer happiness and relief.

chun described this, November 12, 2013.
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He would describe her crying in the most skeptical terms. He would say that she turned the tears on, was crying on cue, or weeping crocodile tears. Always, faced with such hostility and callousness she would hold her in her hands and dissolve into a puddle of tears.

chun described this, October 4, 2014.
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Sandy would always describe crying as her emotional release, she wasn't ashamed to cry easily, she saw it as a healthy way for her mind to deal with the sadness in her life.

chun described this, November 12, 2013.
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Her shoulders shaking with grief, tears were streaming down her already wet cheeks.

chun described this, November 12, 2013.
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With one rough hand under her chin, he angles her face toward him and kissed away the tears.

chun described this, November 12, 2013.
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Slow desolate tears ran from her unblinking eyes and dripped steadily into her nightshirt.

randolf described this, November 12, 2013.
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great sobs racked her body, as she trudged away

santa described this, February 2, 2014.
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Salty tears were dripping into his mouth.

randolf described this, November 12, 2013.
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The noisy sobs echoed through the empty house.

randolf described this, November 12, 2013.
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It was hysterical crying.

randolf described this, November 12, 2013.
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A pair of tears raced down her cheeks

found in “The Biomass Revolution”, authored by Nicholas Smith. mahoreveuse added this, April 3, 2013.