Do not let your tears fall freely. Do not let them drip from your pain-filled orbs to the white blankness of the canvas that covers your face. Do not let them stain the façade that you have carried for all of your life.
And, moreover, do not let your tears show. Let them be secretly shameful—to only be seen by the broken ghost that has shed them. Have the crystals drop, one by one, onto the bloody petals of a blooming rose, to symbolize the end of something beautiful. But no, do not let them fall onto the floor. Fools will trample them.
Do not let them fall freely.