Priceless Innocence Lost
Upon a day I drifted aimlessly
In the depths of my conscious mind
Searching endeavoring
to find
The answers to questions
Who out there within reach
Can silence my cries of fear?
And gently wash away my tears
Help me to find the joy of love
Loneliness completely encompasses
Imprisoning my heart and mind
In a depthless pit of remorse and guilt
My innocence has been destroyed
Hindsight is the past's way of trying to
rebuild
That which is lost and can never be
recovered
I wistfully sit and repine
No awareness of passing time
I reflect and reject each notion
There really are no magical potions
That can restore something as precious and
priceless
As a woman's lost innocence
C. Lin Rawlins November 1999©
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