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An Innocense Requiem

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Cover it up like nothing happened,
Pretend like this is love.
Cover it up with all the make-up,
while your innocense flies away on a dove.

A dove will never return,
like this "love" you had shown me.
Childish, innocent, curious, regret...
God dammit, why'd this have to be?

Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Those words resign in my head,
Like a haunting scare on my body.
I shouldn't have listened to the words he said.

Poisoning my brain,
Like an injection of lithium.
You are, and always will be,
My innocense requiem.





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