Bron Dayvid
Laura
Her innocence was penetrated
With a false since of comfort
He made her smile
He made her laugh
Her beauty was naïve
Never before grazed
Until he passed
So vivid was her mind
So pure was her soul
But even a slight of love can blind
This her young heart did not know
And when he left her he left her open
For all evils to enter
She now disdained him
And his sinner
Her eyes were not the right shade
Her hair didn’t look the right way
He so arrogantly implied
And when he walked out of her life
Her innocence died
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