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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427526" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death of Innocence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far away from the demons and ghouls<br>Out of reach of those that trap the soul<br>In the sunlight, where all is safe<br>Where she can lay her head in peace<br>Here no harm dwells, here she is free<br>She is free to be who she was meant to be<br>Innocence, her hair down<br>Innocence, where no malice is found<br>Bright blue eyes, a welcoming smile<br>They make you want to stay awhile<br>Gentle hands that never hurt anyone<br>A heart that has no idea of the evil that is done<br>Her mind thinks of that which is only good<br>Not polluted by the curse of knowledge of evil and good<br>Her light summer dress floats in the breeze<br>The dream that we want to believe<br>But the Complication of simplification<br>Is simplification's prone to obliteration<br>Innocence, though she was meant to stay<br>Is too often torn away<br>Hark, who comes across the meadow<br>Who hath so many good things to endow? <br>Comes a knight in shining armour<br>Lucrative Gifts doth he bear<br>His familiar face allays her fear<br>His soothing voice calms her<br>Her closest friend, she draws near<br>A smile on her face, nothing to fear<br>His arms wrap around her slender form<br>Ever so slowly, their bodies now conform<br>He turns now and steps away<br>His back to her, in her place she stays<br>Till he turns around, his smile gone<br>Now a dagger in his hand<br>The flatter of a friend<br>The precursor of her bitter end<br>The lips she kissed are hard<br>A bolt of steel strikes her heart<br>Her white clothes now stain red<br>As now all her blood has bled<br>He looks her in the eye<br>And in a cold voice says goodbye<br>Her closest friend was her greatest enemy<br>God help us, it's too late to flee<br>Her eyes wide in shock<br>Innocence lost<br>Unexpected, her death, sudden and swift<br>The end of a life pure, sending the soul adrift<br>The questions she would never herself ask<br>Now come as she sees through his mask<br>Now under the guise of pretence<br>The death of Innocence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joses+Tirtabudi">Joses Tirtabudi</a><div class=q>
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Out of reach of those that trap the soul
In the sunlight, where all is safe
Where she can lay her head in peace
Here no harm dwells, here she is free
She is free to be who she was meant to be
Innocence, her hair..."></div>
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