I want to tell of sadness.

I want to rain tears.

I want.

I want to tell of sadness because.

I want to rain tears because.

I want.

I want to tell of sadness because the telling allows me to relive.

I want to rain tears because raining tears evokes.

I want.

I want to tell of sadness because the telling allows me to relive the memories that fall.

I want to rain tears because raining tears evokes the squeezing pain.

I want.

I want to tell of sadness because the telling allows me to relive the memories that fall to the growing years.

I want to rain tears because raining tears evokes the squeezing pains, the unquenched thrashing feelings.

I want.

I want to tell of sadness because the telling allows me to relive the memories that fall to the growing years.

I want to rain tears because raining tears evokes the squeezing pain, the unquenched thrashing feelings.

I want.

I did sadness.

I did raining tears.

I want.