After Being Raped Of Escapades
L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I use to sit and wish for my innocence back.
But after being raped of escapades by the facts of life,
I could no longer hang onto fading daydreams.
Or my lingering memories of doing that to escape.
And I was in no position to be delusional.
Since my youth was early abused,
By the reality of my environment.
And today I most miss any presence of honesty.
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