Laying here in my bed,
The days events flash through my head;
Things I wish to just forget;
A wish to regain lost innocence.


She continues to taunt
And continues to haunt,
For she knows the one thing i need
Is for her to be here next me.


The greatest crime man can achieve:
To to give false hope to those in need
Of real substance or real care
Not just naive smiles for them to wear.
 
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