Chapter 1: To Mourn the Passing of Innocence
To mourn the passing of Innocence
Once, I believed everything I was told with passion and joy.
Once, I smiled gaily, not seeing the dark places of the world.
Once, I loved everything and everyone with the fresh joy of the young.
Once.
Not now.
Now, I weigh and measure every word uttered.
Now, only sometimes do I smile and rarely does it reach my eyes.
Now, my trust is hard earned, rarely given.
Now, I am the sadder and wiser girl.
O how I mourn the passing of my innocence.
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