Death of Innocence


You died that day-my innocence
How he did that doesn't make sense
You were ripped from me and thrown to the wind
The essence of my childhood-you, my friend

You were what allowed me to laugh at stupid things
You kept away the knowledge of evil things
You were the greatest gift
But then you were sent adrift

My eyes filled with tears, and I wanted to scream
This was really happening; it wasn't a dream
Afterwards, I lay there, still; too shocked to move
My life would never be the same; for you had been removed

I was left to endure the monster over and over again
For you did not accompany me, and my life became a living sin
Sometimes it felt like the days grew longer and longer
But from that experience I grew stronger and stronger

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