Never Again?

Will I ever feel the same,

The same heartfelt love,

When I first opened a book and

Foraged through that treasure trove?

Will I ever look the same,

With messy hair and eyes so bright,

Every time I stepped outside and

Breathed in the tender light?

Will I ever sleep the same,

The same as it used to be

No tossing and turning every night,

No monsters I would flee?

Will it ever be the same,

A naive yet happy life in essence,

Where no darkness swept through under

The warm blanket of innocence?



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