Sorrow

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Sorrow is dark violet
It smells like dying roses
It taste like bitter, hopeless defeat

It sounds like violins

It feels like the stabbing of knives to your heart


It looks like my grieving sister


Sorrow is watching your dad fade away in God’s hands.





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