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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