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Childhood

Childhood;
Lazy days spent in
the sun,
lying in grass with no
tainted thoughts
to ruin
tranquility.

Diving under covers
to hide from
thunder,
giggling because I know that
the thunder will
never find me.

Tears
able to be soothed
with a simple word
and mother's
loving touch.

Excitement,
welling up,
pleading for escape,
leading to
happiness,
uninhibited.

I fear,
childhood,
that your freedom
and your pure
emotions
have escaped me,
and that now
you shall only be
a longed for
memory.




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slj said...
Jul. 30, 2009 at 6:10 pm:
You're right, it doesn't last long enough! Great work :D
 
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