Stephen King ...it was more like bleeding than crying.
Stephenie Meyer When I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark - on both of you.
Sylvia Plath Let me not be weak and tell others how bleeding I am internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals.
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Stephen King
Stephenie Meyer
Sylvia Plath