Destroying a dream, execution of the soul, murderer of hope, damnation no parol
Conscience's embers burn hot within, self convicted of an unpardonable sin
The world never to be the same, with grown up rules you ended their game
No way to undo what is done, in the eyes of a child you put out the sun
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: January 6th, 2026 03:08
- Comment from author about the poem: Rated +18 so as to not pop any child's bubble
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He's gone back to bed for another year! lol.
So glad I didn't pop your bubble Orchi you read it before I remembered to put the +18 rating on it and I was so afraid I had committed the unpardonable sin. But all is well that ends well. Thanks for the read my friend. Yes Santa is sleeping.
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