Honesty
I remember the days when
I was like a white sheet
With no stain
Found on me
I remember the days
I spent wishing to grow
Like a newly planted seed
Seeking to take its first breath of air
I remember the days
I played like a puppy
Chasing my own tail
And easily distracted by the sound of a rattle
Those were the days
I wasn't tainted
By the stains of mud
Suffocated because
Of the pollution
And forced to grow
Because of duty
By lizzy
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Poetry Of The Heart
RandomThis is a collection of poems I have written, mostly when I was sad. They are all a reflection of my emotions only so many can understand them.
