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INNOCENCE

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LOVE
CHILDS PLAY
LIFES JOURNEYS
INNOCENCE
SHADOWS
WHIMSICAL
SEASONS

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DADDY
 
Sitting there,
not knowing,
one day from the last..
Everything
he has
belonging to the past..
As he looks to the future
without a goal in sight...
All his hopes
and dreams,
become shadowed by the night..
A little voice,
small and distant,
cries out,
As the clock on the wall
ticks away the hours,
and within the alcohol
he tries to drown
the sorrow out.
Yet, still he hears...
"Daddy, Daddy,
where have you gone?"
"Who will be here to teach me
what's right
from what is wrong?"
"Daddy, Daddy,
the darkness gives me fright",
"who will guide me
and comfort me,
and keep me safe till light?"
"Daddy, Daddy,
why aren't you here?"
"I'm scared and all alone"
"I don't know if
I'm strong enough
to make it on my own."
 
"It seems to be,
that you've given up."
"Well, then maybe I should too."
"I've always said,
I wanted to grow up,
and be just like you"
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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LET US GO...
 
Don't punish us,
for the choices
that you have cast in stone.
Don't lay blame at our feet,
we have enough of our own..
Don't try to crush our spirit
for fear it will set us free,
Just let us go
and unlock the door
before rage takes over
and hate is all you see...
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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THE DEVILS
KEEP
 
With a heart
not his to give,
his soul
sold long ago,
his journey began....
An Advocate
to the Devil's realm,
of a
cold,
    bitter,
               heartless
                       wasteland,
he is sent out
to prey on the innocent
draining
          all life,
                    faith,
                              and hope,
taking and never giving
he is a slayer
of
            The Human Spirit
walking the earth
never to love
or be loved...
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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OUR FALLEN
ANGELS
 
They walk the line
of immorality and divinity
Cast out
into the world
with innocence as their sheild,
confusion and illusive confidence
as their only weapons..
Temptaion
stands on every corner
with pleasurable promises
plagued with
greed, hopelessness and despair.
Tears of shame fall
into the river
rushing toward
the pool of loneliness...
We give them freedom,
without the knowledge
and trust in a fallacious world
to catch them when they fall....
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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