Running around,
Her hair blowing in the wind,
The sun shining on top,
Her life worth it.
She keeps running,
Running
Running,
Further into this world.
Grass, green, colours,
Filled her eyes,
She loved it,
Still being lost,
In such a great world.
Her face full of young,
Her brain clear,
Her eyes happy,
Her skin smooth,
Because of the lost world.
She's isolated,
But it's good,
Because there's no worries,
Her mind is clear,
In this lost world.
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DelicatleyDeadly3
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darkened innocence - a poem anthology
Poesiea cluster of original poems about the dark wonders of the youth. I found these in my drafts and I decided to give them a publish. Be sure to read through and remember this is only for entertainment purposes. Xoxo, - DelicatleyDeadly3
