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Innocence


Innocence is gone- care and comapssion.

 She never got to see the way a mother used to be. She never  was told t stop and...: "come in for super- watch TV with me."

Demoralized chaos(n.):- eats everything in site. Zombifies it's victums and keeps them in: "Fight or Flight".

Holds them by their feet and controls them like sheep. Steals the peace of mind For a piece of Mine. Why?                                                               Why does this demon seek the weak, -linked minds whom desire peace?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Desire love all the need.. is a chance, a moment, a Start: of changed wisdom.                                                                                                               Only one spark to find that change is good and life is great, and "You can do All Through Jesus Sake."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Yet chaos holds you bound and -confused thought all begins to sound. So Familiar that she is killed. She was only worth your smile. Once. She didn't ask you for a crown and bow down. Innocence is lost- No it was found in the meakest that was weakest . And now seems freakishly...Pround.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  So will you recieve that dark clud gaing? Or will you finsh the promised prayer?                                                                                                                  

-AMEN-?                               

 

 

 

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xcoco

artivist breathing in prana exhaling pain.

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xcoco
<p>The ending is my favorite part because throught the poem an image of uncertainy is vivid but in the end the image is positive and relunctant.</p>

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