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innocent?

i was innocent once.
that was a long time ago
or so it seems.
that was before the long nights
the echoing screams and the breaking glass.
that was before curiousity got the best of me.
before my mouth spilled lies and my heart held anger.
before i closed my heart and built up 24 layers of
what seems to be unpenetrable walls.
that was when watching cartoons in the morning was more
important than the extra sleep i don't need.
long before the fear of movies, dark and people came about.
a time when i could talk to anyone.
before everything people said wasn't always
a sexual comment or a hurtful word.
where kids didnt practice sex at the age of 10
and playing in the mud wasn't as bad as a "contagious disease".
internet didnt rule the world and friends were real friends.
when i got open spankings for acting out in public and noone
threatened to call social services.
that was when inncence was possible

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  1. *Trisha*January 7, 2011 at 10:56 PM

    I really liked this. Like, I'll come back to read it again kind of 'like' :)

    It seems like so much of what comes out of peoples mouths are either foul or hateful, just like you said. It' so sad how blind people are to the mental, physical, and emotional consequences of sex, and that children are playing with fires that might burn out their lives :P

    But then, there are precious people like you out there. Genuine and warm hearted--even after all of the crap you've been through. It sucks having to dig through all of the hurtful and mean people out there to find the good ones... but so many of them are hurting themselves, they just don't know what to do with it.

    The darker the world, the brighter you shine.. it's cliche to say, but oh so true. Keep shining bright, darling :)

    *Trisha*

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