Rikochet Posted October 14, 2005 Share Posted October 14, 2005 Innocence in a child's heart What if said heart is set ablaze? Purity remains the same No matter whose blood you drain And the next thing you know What you reap, you never sow …And you never blame yourself… Learn to tune To the highs and the lows of an autumn Watch the prowess Of those who rise and those who fall …And your words will never be satisfactory… Nothing’s ever enough See, the more you need The less you get The ways of body Such paths of regret …And a touch was never more annoying… “Don’t pick your scabs son” I got bloody again… Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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