Abstractive innocence The descending leaves of my innocence have long since swept away to a place where I cannot find again- Though the branches from which they grew have continued to stay strong so that my heart can forever be tainted with the blood that followed soon after. The waters seem calm before the storm comes beating through to chase away the dreams I once knew- Forced to think of time passed until the clock stops ticking and the seed planted will carry on to bloom The common men who abstracted my love sailed the same path looking for the falling leaves that seem to be trapped- Though the world will breath again, my soul will never lie to anyone who takes the key to unravel a lock that broke with the blood that stains my very existence. Report It Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 19:46:55 +0000
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