Innocence lost
along the path
of daisies and roses
dreaming of freedom
from loneliness and loss
the universe traces a path
with its finger
and you feel it in the wind
knees hit the ground
thoughts of why
surround you
as you stare out along the water
letting it heal you
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Confessions of a Good Girl: A Poetry Collection
Thơ caPoetry from my life written between ages 16 and the present.
