Sadness
With cold tears
that stain my cheeks,
a kiss from sadness
turned them into lost dreams.
As I am lost,
walking these halls
of forgotten memories.
I became like the rose
on a winter’s day,
I froze.
With sadness as my friend,
he sat and cried with me.
Sadness was there
when no one cared for me.
Copyright © Amanda Shelton | Year Posted 2015
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