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Back to Innocence
Innocence is the look in a child’s saddened eye
whose tears slowly drip down their pale cheeks and
onto the solid floor beneath them.
They are not one, but another.
Their hearts have become a broken hole
in the center of their chest,
waiting for it to heal with
the small bandages that should
stop the bleeding.
Innocence is that small colorless cloud in the sky,
waiting patiently for something
to happen to it, while
it drifts into empty space,
and finally
disappearing into the sky.
Why should innocence matter to me?
I have already lived through the pain of being alone
But my heart refuses to die so suddenly.
My innocence sits, waiting in a corner,
staring back at me with plain, lifeless eyes
knowing that I’m going to need it someday.
But . . .
Just not today.
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