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Daydreaming
March 24, 2019
Wake up stuck while I'm frozen in my bed
Contemplating the past in my pure mind
Wishing you can take back the things you said
Who said innocence is so hard to find
I love the thought of playing with dollies
And blowing out the dandelion fuzz
Instead, I fear the monster who saw me
A “naive girl” was just something I was
Shivering cold underneath my blanket
Reminiscing everything I've gone through
Thinking if I could have avoided it
But that is just something only God knew
The past is only something you learn from,
The struggles are not meant to make you numb
© Erin H., Carrollton, TX
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