oh how I miss those days
so full of innocence
blissfully ignorant of
the painful journey
or the rough road ahead
oh how I miss those days
filled with chocolates and rainbows
unicorns and marshmallows
when everyday was filled with
so much fun and joy
oh how I miss those days
when argument are soon forgotten
and friendships patch up in a day
those first friendships taught us
so much about care and love
oh how I miss those days
spent catching butterflies
or chasing each other around
even having fun at playgrounds
till we were all sweaty and happy
oh how I miss those days
those naive, innocent smiles
that filled my childhood
those days that I wish
I could experience again
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Fragments of A Soul
Poetry'I'm no longer a whole; just fragments of a soul. My life is no longer red or yellow or blue; all that's left is a greyish hue. But, my soul will be whole once again and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain. Till then, words will be my esc...
