Sadness is………
Born in the parting touch of a mother
Smells like a dead forest
Tastes like the salty tang of tears
Sounds like the first drops of rain
Behaves like a black butterfly stuck in a web
Feels like your last seconds
Makes me become lost forever in the Darkness
But
It will die when
You open your eyes
And feel
Acceptance
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