tell me
why does the
world take
a pure and
innocent
soul
and try it's
best to twist
it
and stretch
it
across thorny branches
and desperately
try to steal
it's innocence away
simply to
feed itself ?
-n.c
white | poem
tell me
why does the
world take
a pure and
innocent
soul
and try it's
best to twist
it
and stretch
it
across thorny branches
and desperately
try to steal
it's innocence away
simply to
feed itself ?
-n.c
