Reality seems so close
Yet so far away;
Beside my innocence
Lies but experience.
Corruption is always
A rape of purity.
Far from certain realms,
Far from my meagre grasp,
Is something worth yearning for,
But not worth the effort.
‘If’ is such a big word
For such a small heart,
…And once again we drown.
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