Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Innocence

sitting in silence
among the waves
so pure
so uncorrupt
floating in dreams
a man spoke
about life
about death
about reality
about truth
and the silence vanished
the waves continued
"when did I stop dreaming?"
"why did I stop?"
losing the purity
becoming corrupt
sorrounded by responsibilities
invisible rules
visible wars
"where did life go?"
with the death of innocence
-I thought.

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