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The Night Is Cold

We were all born so innocent and pure We were all crying but make them lure We seemed tamed but our soul wants to venture In a world so new, we smile but unsure As we grow up, we now can really see That this world is more than just a beauty And then our perspectives changed so quickly We were overwhelmed, this world's unruly And today we are now young adults Still ready to venture opening vaults We are reckless people who do assault But we all know that this is not our fault We are abused by this horrific world Trying to cope every night when it's cold We miss our childhood but that time is old We're still who we were trying to be bold

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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