Innocence ~ her poetry

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Innocence breathed the first breath

I breathed my last

My life was shattered on that day

Like a piece of glass

Glass once it has broken

Can never be the same

Years we are robbed of

For this foolish lie and selfish gain

The day they celebrate first breath

Is the day I want to die

©2018loveincarcerated 

 

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