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Innocence

She slowly gazed over what once was her sanctuary
It was broken, just like her innocence
Although,
Her innocence wasn't broken
It had faded
A little at a time
Until all that was left was a sliver of hope
Buried deep within her burned-out maiden heart
She picked up her sword
She swung it above her head
And slowly lowered it for the kill
And with that
The sliver that had desperately held on for so so long
Finally died

Skriven av: DR.R

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