~ Innocence ~
Like
the flower itself,
I
was born chaste,
Inside
and out,
But
the world corrupted me,
Filled
me with hatred,
Took
away the light I had,
Leaving
me in despair,
Engulf
in this self-regret,
How
could I bare my soul to demons,
How
could I be so weak,
Helpless
to fight back,
May
god be with me,
And
guide my spirit.
14th
Oct 1999
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