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Sadness, Thomas Provençal

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When sadness lives in beauty 

we have nothing left to lose. 

To our soul we have a duty 

and our mindset we do choose. 

Our will directs our destiny 

choosing details for our path. 

We can live in happiness 

or succumb to raging wrath. 

Sadness is destructive 

when it is left to smolder, 

circulating in our system; 

it makes the blood run colder. 

An exacerbated emptiness 

can fill us with a void 

leaving only room for heartache 

while others get annoyed.

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