Saddness

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Sadness is the color of the darkest of nights

And sounds lonly for there is no one to speak.

It taste of the salted tears running down your face

And has the aroma of a lost soul drifting through the wind.

It looks like a child who lost all it knew

And feels like a knife cutting deep into the heart..

SaddnessOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora