Adrian's Garden

By Umbra

 

 

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There is this garden
lock far away
where little children dance and play,
barefoot amidst the flowers.
Little grass stained feet
pirouette around the rotting corpse
of a childhood never experienced.
Their bodies or not corporeal,
but are only made up of that stuff that dreams are made of,
the rotting remains of the dreams they lost,
The dreams that life ripped away.
Cruelty, abuse, drugs...
all the evils of man,
thrust onto the innocence of children.
And this is what is left of these children,
a ghost garden,
and scattered flowers.
Illusions of youth and beauty
lost in all their pain.
But here in Adrian's Garden
they can be safe,
they can hide from all the fear.
Here, where a childhood never realized
is eternally experienced.
There is this garden
locked far away.
Where little children dance and play,
barefoot amidst the flowers.

 

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