Aug 07, 2004 21:57
I see it in your eyes,
you are truely pure,
and here I sit,
to steal your innocence...
I hear it in your laughter,
you have no need for remorse,
and yet I come,
to steal your innocence...
I feel it in your youthful ways,
you know no age,
and yet I persist,
to steal your innocence...
Then I stop,
and take a breath...
and realize...
I am none of these things......
My innocence stolen from me,
I remorse...
I take my leave...
and leave you with your Innocence...