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Jan 2016
I never really lost my innocence —
There’s more to the story
than you’d like to admit.

Every day stretches my mind —
More, and more, and more,
and I fall further behind.

There is nothing perfect anymore —
I’ve shattered all my crystal roses,
all my dreams are dead, and what for?

I never really lost my innocence —
Maybe just a little bit.
David Leger
Written by
David Leger  21/M/New Brunswick, Canada
(21/M/New Brunswick, Canada)   
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