Kids
a child is
so innocent.
simple, pure
and effervescent
with that soft koala skin
and spongey skull.
free of sin.
they have one free pass,
to heaven's holy gates.
while I am damned to hell
unable to avoid the fates.
Why is right
sometimes wrong?
I've been sinning all along!
what's been done's been done
youth is wasted on the young.
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