Sorrow__Brennon+10

=sorrow seams dark pail gray= =like a stormy night= =I see dark clothes and big open coffins.= =﻿I hear aquard silence and quiet hurtful mumbles= =﻿I feel cold wet tears as I shake a hand= =﻿I smell awful hygean of not caring= =﻿I taste the contentment of fights and other bad choices=