Youth

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I wish I could tell these kids their  lives aren't a pile of beautiful roses
Sooner or later they'll find the thorns that grow in their hearts
Maybe if they knew the thorns were there they wouldn't grow so much
If only the innocence could stay innocent no matter what their exposed to
If only the roses could live on forever
If only the thorns didn't prick the fingers and leave deep cuts

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