By Costin Tuculescu Her innoncence she wears Like a scarlet letter around her neck. So heavy is the burden Of saving her soul from their mistakes. Her eyes see only goodness In a world corrupt with filth. Why must I be the one to bear The grief that so many other relieve. If only it was so simple, If only no one ever got hurt, If the actions lacked the consequence, I would've done it all before. She taunts me to corrupt her soul And everyday I refuse. But the weight she bears is growing strong And I fear that I will lose. But Its not I who loses, For I have seen and done much more. If only she would realize, Its her innocence I adore.
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