The Death of Innocence

On the day Innocence is born 
Will be the day people mourn

Not because of her birth
She is born with a curse

As soon as her first breath
Purity will see certain death

Her weakness ignorance
Suffers the consequence

Influence waits to pounce
To sway with every ounce

Innocence gave it her best
 But today she was laid to rest.

R.I.P.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Allison Avatar
September 21, 2014 at 3:25 PM
Oh what a sad sad write Erin i can think of nothing worse than losing a child:-( hugs Jan xxx
Soares-Anselmi Avatar
September 21, 2014 at 5:40 PM
Oh no It wasn't about a death of a child but the death of innocence it self. That when we are born we are innocent but it doesn't last. But I guess you could see it as losing a child.
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