
There's many emotions that flow within someone. Some happy, some depression. I have encountered both. This is a collection of poems. Please review. It means a lot(:
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 8 - Words: 586 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 03-10-13 - Published: 02-12-13 - id: 3100446
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Innocence
Hair blows past an innocent face,
Spilling a tear; making a trace,
On a rosie cheek,
Self identity at it's peek.
Becoming bolder,
But also loosing faith when older.
She can pray and seek,
As she tries to breathe,
But everything in her path is meek;
Her souls leaves.
The innocence,
Has been corrupted.
Life has been drained,
She feels no more pain.
She's gone.
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