Sad face.
Sad eyes.
(Remember the song)
A whole string of sadness.
My own son.
Attacked by a virus.
Me seeing him hurt and scarred.
Any tears?
Sad heart.
Body tense.
Lonely.
Lonely with sadness.
Alone.
Sadness all mine.
Buried down inside of me.
I've been keeping it.
Who can I share it with?
Careful with who you do share.
More hurt.
You?
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