Desire - the detrimental nature of men.
The untouchedness of women,
The innocence of childhood.
Burnt into ashes. Gone.
How I wish Ticktock was my greatest thief,
So innocence would not have left me so early.
Fragments of memories scar my soul,
Yet. Pain, unfelt.
I was four - I was loved.
My stolen innocence,
My untold story.
Life. Long gone.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 8:17 AM UTC
Desire - the detrimental nature of men.
The untouchedness of women,
The innocence of childhood.
Burnt into ashes. Gone.
How I wish Ticktock was my greatest thief,
So innocence would not have left me so early.
Fragments of memories scar my soul,
Yet. Pain, unfelt.
I was four - I was loved.
My stolen innocence,
My untold story.
Life. Long gone.
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