Burning Innocence

accross the room
behind me
beside me
it burns
you turn
the innocence
still flooding your eyes
don't kill it!
listen
you're willing
your most precious gift
to die
oh the gift of inexperience brightening your eyes!
it burns
let it be
I beg of you!
never will it away
just not today
you are lost!
open
open your eyes
and see
take note of what you could be
what do you think it would mean
if
if you killed
your most precious gift?





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GangstaEyes This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 8, 2010 at 7:52 am
Wow! The flow of this poem is amazing, and so is the meaning behind it! Great job!
 
DarkRose said...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 3:55 pm
oops haha wrong name. but wow this just amazed me. your an amazing writer m'dear:)
 
DarkRose said...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 3:52 pm
innana this poem gave me chills. your truely amazing. put this in a poetry contest or something i love this poem so much
 
driftingheart replied...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 7:47 pm
Thank you so much! I am just insanely happy that somebody likes my writing. = )
 
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