Stolen Innocence Poem by Sunny Grace
Stolen Innocence
Her face is beauty
Yet marred by the pain in her eyes.
The tears she sheds
Fall to the ground
Like liquid diamonds
And shatter there alone.
And I cry for her
Stolen Innocence.
Tis a beautiful thing,
The raw purity of
Innocence in Youthful Bloom.
It's meant to last forever.
Meant to eternally bless those
Endowed with such a gift.
But when choice is stolen
And Beauty turns to Brokenness
I weep for its
Stolen Innocence.
this is a touching poem, written from the heart, nicely done, perfect 10 again!
I like this poem. Read my poem, when I was three. It borders on the same line. Then again, most of my poems have the effects of stolen childhood/Innocence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 2:04:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Awwwwwwww, so sad. And thieves of such should be castrated.