she was a lily,
grown up beautifully,
yet, when she
turned fourteen,
she found out the
cruelty she couldn't
ween.the bloods that was
wiped off,
the deaths that was
forgotten,
were hiding behind
those faces so soft,
they were innocent
since then.
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Withered Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems (and others) written by LightInTheDark07
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she was a lily,
grown up beautifully,
yet, when she
turned fourteen,
she found out the
cruelty she couldn't
ween.the bloods that was
wiped off,
the deaths that was
forgotten,
were hiding behind
those faces so soft,
they were innocent
since then.