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The Death of Innocence

I used to believe in romance
when love was in a kiss
and my heart an open door.
Hope sprung each morning,
dreams cherished in the night. 92 more words

Daily Prompts

The Border of Innocence

The other day, we were moving some things around in our condo. One of the tasks involved emptying a chest full of photo albums, relocating the chest, and then placing the albums back inside. 491 more words

Mind Wanderings

A Little Boy and a Haircut.

You are just a little boy with an impish face but the features of a man are there, hidden in the cuteness, like a almost transparent overlay that every so often catches the light just right and you can see the picture of you decades from now. 971 more words

Aria E. Appleford Blogs

A Little Boy and a Haircut.

You are just a little boy with an impish face but the features of a man are there, hidden in the cuteness, like a almost transparent overlay that every so often catches the light just right and you can see the picture of you decades from now. 971 more words

Ensoul

This Space

You’re the lyrics to my second verse
Is it strange I’m turning this duet in to a solo?
I didn’t mind until now
Because I know I’ll regret it tomorrow… 81 more words

Poetry

330. Lolita

I like cake, and I like candy.

Blades for cutting wrists are handy.

I like treats, and I like frosting.

No one knows what childhood’s costing. 103 more words

Poetry

La Vie en Rose & The Super Bowl

There is/was an old photograph of my mother with me nestled next to her. In the many moves and changes in my life it has been lost. 533 more words

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