The Magic Of Childhood Poem by Angel Marie
The Magic Of Childhood
I missed the magic of childhood
Was taught fear and pain far too soon
I never knew sweet innocence
Was never given the chance to bloom
So many things he stole from me
That can never be replaced
Security, truth, self love
He made me feel only disgrace
My scars are not visible
Take a closer look and you will see
The traces of his sickness
Still carried inside of me
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