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Innocent Eyes


Tears freely streamed down 

On the cheeks of the innocent child

So, there she was, standing

Standing while breaking down

 

At first, the child felt nothing

Then, the child lost everything

Her world fell apart into millions

Her precious heart broke into billions

 

The child was peering across the room

Her mind and eyes were restless

She could not muster the pain

The pain of now having less

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