I'm ((Not So)) InnocentA Poem by BreeBeing innocent isn't as easy as it seems.
I used to be innocent once.
Until the razor captured my soul, Kept it locked in it's rusted chamber confines Innocence was the prize is stole. I used to be pure once Clean, and a good little girl, Until I hit the ground to hard And life began to twirl. I used to be sane once Thats until I danced with death And watched as everyone I loved, Took their final breath I used to be innocent Until I got so much lower I used to be innocent Until life screwed me over. © 2011 Bree |
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Added on June 22, 2011 Last Updated on June 22, 2011 AuthorBreeWayne, NJAboutBree. ~Things I like~ Poet. Bisexual. Atheist. Music addict. Junior. London. Jersey. 17. Monster energy drinks. Fuzzy socks. Coffee. Kittens. Tumblr. Crayons. Markers. Creative. Rainbows. Old Carto.. more..Writing
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