When where children, were innocent,
Blissfully so.
When we grow up that has been stolen away from us so fast we don't even notice it's gone,
Until you notice innocence in others.
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They say I was born old, maybe that's why I don't remember this happening. I don't think I would like to remember.
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...
