5 Innocence?

Think about it

Think about the best

The innocence was lost on the way

Does not see

Wheter your little girl back

Not realize what made you do

Disentangling wheter childhood

Trapped by memories

Killing herself

The lies, so real now

The body so innocent

In such a soul destroyed

Nobody can rescue that wanted to lose

Or find the forgotten

Once destroyed

And the innocent will flow by patches

Not to realize

Refuses to accept the loss

So painful...

Finally surrender

Accept the shit you did

The most painful way is not the most rewarding

The pleasure of innocence

Lost, my friend, forever.

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