Maybe I lost my innocence.
Maybe I lost it long ago.
Maybe I never had it.
Maybe...
Maybe.
Maybe I never had my purity.
Maybe my mind was never pure,
but my intentions were.
My thoughts were.
Maybe that's what makes me 'pure'.
Like cold beer,
That's what makes this poison refreshing. It's not pure, just cold.
Matthew Jason Foxx Community Member 
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oh sorry..you dont know me im just some random person passing by. sorry if ive caused any bother.