Gloom is a grey and cloudy day
It sounds like a heavy rain
It tastes like charcoal in my mouth
It smells like a burnt piece of toast
Gloom feels like soggy clothing.
Joy is an innocent smile of a child
It sounds like a room full of laughter
Joy tastes like sweet candy
It smells like a field of wild flowers
Joy feels like a long awaited kiss.
October 2005
Sunday, November 05, 2006
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