Disappointment sounds like the sulphur of rotten egg and smells like the slipping tumbling smashing onto the floor as it falls falls falls Disappointment reeks of blood-red regret and echoes the stench of car exhaust Disappointment is the rotten egg that smashed onto the floor and the time it takes to clean up your life Gratitude is the mixing bowl unscathed by foulness able to continue and produce sweetness Knowing there's always another egg and in time the stench dissipates Life will be as good as chocolate cake once again
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