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Childhood comes and childhood goes
Just like the auspicious blood-red rose.
When it blooms the bud is lively and innocent
And the petals are colorful, bright adn magnificent
Then time flies
And childhood's blossom dies
Leaving a stem of thorns
Leaving you feeling alone and forlorn
Just let life come
There's nothing that can be done
Your innocence and childhood may dwell in the past
But the excitement of adulthood comes on fast.
- by Black Heart Massacred |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/03/2011 |
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- Title: Childhood Recollections
- Artist: Black Heart Massacred
- Description: this is a poem i wrote when i felt like life was passing me by and i was growing up too fast.
- Date: 10/03/2011
- Tags: childhood recollections
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