Deception mistaken for protection.
Oh so naive.
Unwittingly taking fiction as gospel, wholeheartedly, they believe.
The art of lying, simply unable to conceive.
In these formative years, all the elders did was sugarcoat.
Upon uncovering the truth.
They realize all that they've been fed is poison, slowly, it has been secreted.
Down their throat.
Cruelly cheated.
The innocence of youth.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 8:24 AM UTC
Deception mistaken for protection.
Oh so naive.
Unwittingly taking fiction as gospel, wholeheartedly, they believe.
The art of lying, simply unable to conceive.
In these formative years, all the elders did was sugarcoat.
Upon uncovering the truth.
They realize all that they've been fed is poison, slowly, it has been secreted.
Down their throat.
Cruelly cheated.
The innocence of youth.
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