Ignorance

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Stupid, ignorant,youthful soul; the sacrifices burned in your name could not be appreciated to the smallest amount

She sat in the darkened room tears flowing as she embraced the solitary atmosphere, singing to her sweet friend darkness confiding in her comforting dullness

For while the tears fade away the guilt burns on and the sky repeats her mourning call of disgust and hate

How blind are the young for even with their gifts, their selfishness continues to advance, wicked dishonorable girl what have you done?

Continue to mourn and self loath as your blissful ignorance has turned sour, for the old give everything while the young take it away

Fore shame for shame for shame

And although she didn't know,the pain that was shown buried deep within herself and flourished on its own, causing her self hate and loathing, for the young take all for granted and can never recognize the sorrow over the ripened love of their keepers

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