I would take

A tear from the lake of depression,

The contained suffering from a venomous ant’s sting,

Chipped metal from underneath the golden gate bridge.

I would take the smell of

1 million salty Mcdonalds fries combined,

All of the macaroni and chicken srips,

Lucious lavender swaying gently in the breeze.

I would take the taste of

Sticky toffee oozing out of a brownie,

Melted cheese being squashed in a toastie,

A fresh French croissant, all idoling pure deliciousness.

I would take the remains of

The burned gingerbread man,

A star in a hypernova burning like molten lava,

A wooden shack after being devastated by lightning.

I would take the sound of

Crash! A car jumping into a chaotic city,

Infinite amounts of bubble wrap being popped at the speed of light,

Fire crackling in the dead of night.