Rocks carved with initials are skipped
They sink to the bottom of the lake
Like forgotten, broken dreams
Childhood is left behind
And wide-eyed innocence
Is never heard from again
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Skipping
Rocks carved with initials are skipped
They sink to the bottom of the lake
Like forgotten, broken dreams
Childhood is left behind
And wide-eyed innocence
Is never heard from again
