Innocence
Innocencelostcannot be foundgone without a tracewith no goodbyes
why must my conscience be so cruel?
regrets abundantutterly uselessso powerlesscrying for what cannot be undonelonging for what cannot be mine again
why does it still haunt me so?
it ravages inside melet it outlet it spilllet it mark mewith the crime that has been donewith what cannot see the lightthe silence within kills
why is this driving me towards madness?
can you bring back the dead?can you turn back the sands of time?can you rewrite one man's history?can you return my Innocence.
Margaret Alexandria YoongNovember 20, 2001
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