Only children bear the burden of being dubbed innocent
And in their innocence, they find falseness
Lies of fake figures known to never to be shown to them
Yet they believe as well as they think they are real
As time passes, children lose their childhood
Thoughts of the Easter Bunny and Santa Clause are long gone
Known never to return to their heads as they once were
Also with time, they find a feeling
Whether it is for better or for worse, they find it
Some get hurt while others sit back and watch
While the rest are blind sighted by their newly found feelings to notice the world around them
This is the loss of innocence that takes place in every child's life
So children, believe in what you will but remember this,
Your life is what you make it
So start from innocence
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rain rain, go away. Because of you the pain wil stay. Slit my throat, cut out my heart. Leave me here, tear it apart. And as I try to stand again, I hear you say, "This is the end".