I grieve every day for my innocence,
for the moments before I gained consciousness
The moments just before my naivety died,
when I wished on every star to become wise
Wisdom comes with the saddest price,
a few shiny coins weighted by your mothers approval
and the safety of your fathers arms
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Sea Salt Lagoon: A Book of Poems
PoetryThis is a book of poems I have been writing over the years. It isn't finished yet, but here they are. ©Book cover is my design
