End of Innocence
Little princess of the dawn
you live in a world of newborn dreams.
The day you were taken from your warm, soft,
safe and quiet,
and thrown into this cold, hard and
unpredictable world.
I felt your anguish as I watched you flay your
tiny arms towards the sky,
and cried for the peace you left behind.
Forgive me…
I’m young…
And tomorrow is a scary word.
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