John Eleven Thirty-Five

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I cried yesterday.
Sobbed.

Wailed.
Bawled my eyes out.

Howled into the moon.
Sniveled.
Whimpered.
Squalled. 

Mewled and bleated.
Lamented.
Grieved.
Mourned.

Blubbered like a baby.
Turned on the waterworks.
Bemoaned.

I wept
For you.

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