The Last Brush With Innocence
Contributed by
Euphoria
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Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 07:40:44 AM in AEST
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Inching slowly towards reality,
Releasing from the arms of a dream,
Escape from fantasy,
Ebbing away into the haze of truth,
Where truth is the norm,
And to lie is the truth,
A broken cocoon hangs form a branch,
A sanctuary left to be abused,
Tattered under the violent sun,
They call it growth;
The coming of age,
Soon you’re a wise man,
A valuable sage,
And your chance of survival;
In an overdeveloped genetic laboratory,
Is to forget the softness of childhood,
The wisdom of innocence,
The charming insouciance,
Just keep descending into a cave of age,
A black hole of time swallows you,
You are a wise man…but empty handed,
Only a few harsh realities remain,
Mischief…gone,
Impulse…dead,
Paradise…amidst a childhood reverie…lost.
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