Corrupted innocence Such a depressing thing But its true It's hidden behind silver scars Bubbling behind unshed tears Burning beneath tiresome lies Living within the broken souls; The disgusting taint, Of the young Undead Of those sullied by humanity's accursed paint, Is always there It's always here This corrupted innocence
Ok, so I'm not sure why I even wrote this, it just happened but it's about those young victims who have suffered ****** abuse, this being "humanity's accursed paint". This isn't my best work but one I felt like I needed to do. Hope you guys caught my metaphors.