Written for the rispetto contest sponsored by Emile Pinet
Sometimes when innocence is stolen, by familiar thieves,time can never erase the scars left within. Raising awareness on abuse...
I remember how the rose moon drizzled gold, when stars within your eyes danced, flickering pearls, curating a carnival of dreams untold~ while heavy skies unveiled tuscan truth, that twirls. But am I to swim through syllables of grief, for innocence was snatched by a soulless thief, stealing soft colors of sunsets with thick sins, as violin stringed heart sings on sharpened pins.
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